MasukI was still leaning over the reception counter, waiting for the clerk to check the urgent care logs, when the chime of the main entrance sounded behind me.I turned around just in time to see the sliding glass doors glide shut.Beyond the tinted glass, all I caught was the silhouette of a woman and the back of her head as she stepped into the bright afternoon glare.*Gloria.*My instincts flared. I stepped away from the counter to follow, but a hand caught my forearm, stopping me dead in my tracks.“Adriel.”I looked down. Selena stood before me, her arms crossed and a mixture of frustration and hurt clouding her eyes.“Can we talk?” she asked.“Not now, Selena.”“You’ve been saying that since I got here.”“Because my father is in surgery,” I said, pulling my arm free and looking back toward the doors. The woman was already gone. “I don’t have the energy for this right now.”Selena’s jaw tightened. “I came here because I was worried about him—and about you.”“And I appreciate that.”“
The nurse helped me sit up and gave me a paper towel to wipe the remaining gel from my stomach.“Take it easy today,” the doctor said, peeling off her gloves. “If the pain gets worse or you notice any bleeding, come straight back.”“I will. Thank you.”She nodded and walked out of the cubicle.I pulled my blouse down over my stomach. My mother picked up my bag from the chair and offered me her arm.“Ready to go?”“Yes.”My legs were still a bit shaky as I stepped down, but she held me steady until we reached the hallway.The corridor was crowded and noisy. Nurses moved between rooms, patients waited along the benches, and phones rang in the background. I kept my head down, focusing on my steps.Then I heard a voice.My feet froze.Down the hall, standing by an open door, was Adriel.He was speaking to a staff member, his face turned sideways. Even from a distance, I recognized him immediately. My stomach twisted in knots.I looked away quickly.“What’s wrong?” my mother asked.“Nothin
The nurse pulled the floral curtain shut with a sharp *zip*, cutting off the hallway.The fabric swayed between us, but my mind was still spinning. My heart pounded against my ribs so hard and fast it felt louder than the hospital machines.I had stared at that man through the gap in the curtain, my head buzzing. Was it really him? Could it truly be the same stranger from that rainy night, standing in this exact hospital? Or was my exhausted, terrified mind just playing tricks on me?"Alright, dear, let’s get you up here gently," the nurse said, her voice soft as she supported my elbow.I stood from the wheelchair, wincing as a dull ache pulled across my lower stomach. I gritted my teeth and climbed onto the high examination bed, lying flat on the crinkling paper sheet.The doctor, a calm woman with glasses resting on her nose, pulled a rolling stool beside me and snapped on a pair of rubber gloves."I hear you were shoved in a crowd," the doctor said, her voice steady and warm. "Let'
GloriaThe car pulled up to the emergency entrance with a sudden jerk.The kind stranger who had helped me didn’t even turn off his engine. He quickly opened my door and supported me by the elbow as my feet hit the pavement."Take it easy, sister," he said gently. "You're at the hospital now."My hands stayed wrapped tightly around my belly. The sharp pain was still throbbing low in my abdomen, duller than before, but terrifying enough to keep every muscle in my body tense."Mama?" I whispered into the phone, my ear throbbing from pressing it so hard against my head."Gloria, I'm almost there," my mother’s breathless voice replied over the line. "Are you inside?""Just walking through the doors," I said, my voice shaking."Stay on the line. I'm coming."An orderly rushed forward with a wheelchair. Before I could say anything, they guided me gently into the seat and wheeled me through the automatic sliding doors.The cold rush of air-conditioned air hit my face, carrying that familiar
**Chapter Nine**I kept walking after leaving the restaurant, barely paying attention to where I was going. Selena's words were still ringing in my ears, but I forced myself to push them aside. I had already spent enough of the day being humiliated. All I wanted now was to get home.My mother had called earlier, asking when I would be back.*I'm coming, Mama.*Those were the words I had given her, and I intended to keep them. I was checking my phone to see if I had enough money left for a taxi when I heard a scream."Thief!"I looked up, and everything happened at once. People began running in different directions. A man shoved past me, nearly knocking my phone from my hand, while another woman grabbed her handbag and hurried across the road. Someone shouted that armed men were nearby, and within seconds, the calm street had turned into chaos.I froze. My first instinct was to protect my stomach. I wrapped one arm around it and stepped backward, trying to stay out of everyone's way."
AdrielI watched the yellow taxi speed away, my eyes fixed on it as it disappeared into the traffic. I had barely reached the roadside when it was already too far for me to catch.I stamped my foot against the floor in frustration and ran my hand through my hair. I couldn't understand why I was this bothered. There was something about that woman that wouldn't leave my mind. She looked familiar, but I couldn't figure out where I had seen her before.I stood there for a few seconds, trying to place her face, and then a name suddenly came to me.*Gloria.*I frowned. "Gloria," I whispered to myself.I didn't know where the name had come from, but the moment I said it, my mind went straight to the pub. The woman from that night. I remembered her face, and then the tattoo I had seen on her back flashed through my mind again, my eyes narrowing as I tried to put the pieces together.Could it really be her?I turned around and walked back into the hospital. The reception area was still busy, a







