chapter 07

CLARA'S POV.

I rushed into the hospital, trying in vain to look for the doctor that had spoken to me yesterday about my father's case. I was so disheartened to know that he wasn't around so I checked on my father instead. His body had been cleaned and was already attended to. Tears dropped from my eyes and I looked around, trying to see if anyone was there for me to ask from or appreciate.

He was sleeping peacefully so I approached him and touched his forehead. I looked at the monitor and saw that he was doing well. This was the type of help that I would never forget.

The number was opened and a pretty lady came in. She was wearing the formal white uniform of the hospital and carrying a tray.

I quickly cleaned my eyes, she appeared older than I thought.

"Hi." She greeted me and placed the tray down.

"Hi," I replied nervously and waited for her to say something but she didn't. Instead, she checked on my father and looked at the monitor from time to time. After doing that for a w