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Tough life ahead

Author: Viva
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-30 18:14:27

Aria’s POV

I parked my bike beside the four familiar cars lined up at the far end of the hospital lot.

The place looked normal enough on the outside, plain white walls, neat hedges, a metal gate. But I could sense the sterile, suffocating air of a psychiatric facility before I even stepped through the doors.

Inside, I spotted them instantly. Even with their masks on, they stood out like wolves in a den of sheep. Tall, powerful, dressed in clothes far too sharp and expensive for this place.

Thane looked up as I approached, giving me a relieved nod. “We waited,” he said simply.

I returned a grateful smile, then turned with them toward the reception counter. The woman behind it glanced up, professional and polite.

“We’d like to see a patient,” I asked. “Mr. Evans.”

She blinked, typing something on her keyboard. “Are you relatives?”

“No, we’re… just friends.”

Her mouth pressed into a disapproving line. “I’m sorry, I can’t give out patient information to non-relatives.”

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