The hospital

*THE HOSPITAL*

It was late evening, and Tinsley is still at the hospital but Rosalie has gone home.

Currently, Tinsely is sitting beside Lucinda’s bed in the hospital room, her eyes brimming with tears.

She felt extremely helpless and alone, she felt as if the world had turned its back on her completely.

All of a sudden, Tinsley took out her phone from her purse, then she promptly dialed Lorenzo's number, she was hoping to find solace in his voice.

A few minutes later, the phone was still ringing, and she prayed he would pick up.

"Hello?" Lorenzo's deep voice came through the other end of the line.

Tinsley took a sharp breath, her voice does strange flickers in the pit of her stomach.

“Lorenzo, it's Tinsley," she sniffed, her voice cracking with emotion. "It's Lucinda... she's in the hospital."

“Huh? What happened?” Lorenzo's tone was muffled and softened.

Tinsley sniffled again, then wiped away a tear from her face, then she continued.

"I don't know, she was just throwing up