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(Asher’s POV)
Is that a nurse or a doctor? Maybe. But I’m pretty sure doctors and nurses won’t wear a suspicious looking top hat while utterly clad in black. I started to quicken my pace. Unfortunately, the figure noticed me and scurried away as fast as it could.
Warily, I flung open the door, but not too much to produce any sound that could wake Elaine up. It’s almost 10 in the evening, and I’m not going to the hospital to get sent home again by her.
For a few moments, I adjusted my eyes to the dim surrounding of the ward. At the end of the room, Elaine is snoozing on the bed, her back facing the windows. The moonlight that comes through in between the window curtains is bright, but I still couldn’t clearly see my surrounding except the area near the windows.
Seeing how calm she look in her sleep, her peaceful face is enough to calm the worry I have in me, but it was only awhile when I realized there’s something on the bed table.
I carefully
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