|Katherine|
“Where is he?” I asked the moment my feet hit the pavement, the taxi door clicking shut behind me. My voice came out sharp, laced with panic.
Noel was already at my side, reaching for the luggage I had been dragging behind me. He took it without a word, his movements brisk, as though the weight of the situation demanded speed.
“In the VIP room,” he said, his tone clipped and low as we started toward the building’s main entrance.
The hospital was alive with urgency. White coats swept past us in a blur—doctors with furrowed brows, nurses pushing carts or guiding patients down the corridor. I caught sight of someone slumped in a wheelchair, their eyes vacant. Another patient limped along, clutching an IV pole as if it were the last thing tethering them to the earth.
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