Chapter 8

Zach's PoV

The car barely came to a halt before Laura flung the door open and rushed inside. Her phone fell on the seat in the process so I placed it inside my pocket and parked quickly. Entering the hospital, a chill ran through my body as memories of my parents' demise resurface.

Laura signals me to follow her, as she heads toward the elevator. "I'm sorry for you dragging you into my mess, I know you have better things to do." She sighs and pushes a few lose tendrils of her curly hair from her face.

Patting her shoulder, I reply. "Don't worry about it, I'm happy you weren't alone when you got that call."

Laura peers down at her feet instantly, "He's all I've got you know. His Dad walked out the moment he got sick so it's just been Yana and I."

My anger surges instantly, how could a man do that to his family, his own flesh and blood? Laura gazes at me and chuckles, "Feel free to knock him out if you ever see him." She was trying to be brave but I could see through her façade. Before