The Best Friend's Contract
''Brayden Adams,'' He introduces himself, making me furrow at his last name.
''You're—''
He cuts me off, ''Albert Adam's son.''
I remain speechless as I stand in the middle of the room before clearing my throat, ''How rude of me. I'm Kenna Ashton, your father's neurologist. It's just that I've never seen you before but Albert has mentioned you a few times,'' I reply with a small smile plastered on my face.
Albert's son, Brayden, nods his head with his lips slowly curving up into a smile. ''Can we talk outside, Dr. Anne?'' He glances down at my tag before gesturing for both of us to step out of his father's room.