10 -The gentle one

It took a few seconds for Brent to realize what time it was, and looking at his watch he remembered that Hermosa had gone to work tonight.

There was no way that Elisa was like this because she missed Hermosa. Because she had been so quiet, Brent hadn't even heard her voice much, and he tensed up a little as he took the lift upstairs and pushed open the door to your bedroom: "What's wrong with you?"

He knew it was bullshit as soon as the words left his mouth, because Elisa's condition was clear as day: her face was red, nose was bleeding red, and her face was covered in purple spots, she looked extremely weak, her mouth was bloodless. She was laying on her back on the chilly floor, as if she had tried to flee the bedroom for help but had collapsed because she had lost her strength.

Brent had been a doctor and knew that this was some kind of acute pediatric blood disorder. There was nothing that could be done except to go to hospital.

It had been a long time since Brent had e