Niccola Fairchild“Hi, I am looking for my mother, she was brought here,” I say to the nurse in reception, and she offers me a small smile. “What’s her name, sweetheart?” The nurse asks.“Monica Fairchild, no, Monica Sutcliffe,” I say. Saying those words sends a chill down my spine. “Oh, second floor, honey, her room is number 202.” She says, and I nod, thanking her as I offer a small smile. Steph points at the elevators, and we rush inside. I don’t know if I am scared, nervous, or what I am feeling. Everything feels so overwhelming, I don’t even know what to think.“She’s going to be okay,” Steph says as she holds my hand, and I nod slightly. She is a hell of a strong woman, and I know she will get out of this on top. But it’s still scary to think Cole did this. How did I not see the signs? Were there any signs?The doors open, and I see a nurse's station. We walk straight there, and the nurse behind the desk looks at me, smiling as she points at the phone pressed against her ear.
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