You killed my brother

Angela stood on the far corner of the compact Elevator. She couldn't explain how embarrassed she felt. She wanted to argue with Lucifer but she didn't want to disturb the patient's rest. 

If it wasn't for that then she probably wouldn't back down from using her sharp tongue. 

The elevator door opens up to the second floor. 

Angela's attention shifted to Dr. Leon. He entered and leaned to the corner opposite her for some support.

He clung to the cold side like a lizard, his eyes fatigued. 

"Did you eat yet?" Inquired Angela. Dr. Leon groaned. 

"No, not yet. I had an emergency patient and couldn't even sit down," Being a doctor is such a hard job. He had run back forth from each ward to check on the patients and help prepare medical reports for Dr. Davis. 

"Then go and eat," Urged Angela, feeling Sympathetic. Poor Leon. He must be bullied a lot by the seniors. She had to face that a lot when she worked as a