Night fell, and the unmistakable scent of disinfectant lingered in the air, both pungent and unpleasant. Around 8:30, Derek guided Serena through the entrance of the hospital room.
"Mr. Scott, could you excuse us for a moment?" Serena turned to him, her gaze unwavering. "It's best not to have a third party present during psychotherapy, so please cooperate."Gimson glanced at Emily, silently inquiring if she wanted him to stay. The concern for Emily reflected in his eyes caused Serena a twinge of heartache. She lowered her head to conceal the subtle sadness in her eyes.Emily then looked up and instructed, "Derek, step outside and return when your treatment is finished."Gimson rose from his seat, his thin lips tensed, and he said, "Emily, just call out if anything happens." He turned and exited the room, slowly pulling the door shut behind him.Inside the hospital room, only two women remained. Serena pulled a chair close to the hospital bed and spoke softly
