Pretend Girlfriend
I don’t even know where I am going exactly so I walk to the small reception area.
“Can I help you?”, I hear the lady ask as she offers me a smile.
“My wife, she is here, but I don’t know where, Aimee Hardy?”, I let out hoping she is still using my surname. I close my eyes for a few seconds.
“Mr Hardy, your wife is just with the consultant right now, but her room is on the third floor, second door on the right”, she says and I thank her rushing to the lift. I press the button more times than necessary with a stupid hope it will make it arrive faster. The doors open and I walk in pressing the third floor. I see the list of specialties near the number three and my heart skips a beat. Maternity,