A familiar silhouette

Mia comes to the hospital, Serge is sitting in the corridor, his hands on his knees, slightly arching his back, looking like he's thinking.

Mia comes to stand next to him without him noticing.

- What are you thinking about?

Serge raises his head, comes to his senses when he sees Mia, his gaze moving towards the interior of the patient's room.

- Your mother seems mentally unstable.

Mia doubts it and says:

- Yes. Go home and rest, I'll take care of her.

Serge's eyes brush Mia's belly.

- You also need to rest.

- Don't worry, I know how to take care of myself.

Mia gives him a relaxed smile.

Serge remains silent for a moment, then nods, saying:

- Call me when you need me.

Mia accepts it by thanking him, Serge gets up and heads for the exit. Mia purses her lips as she watches him walk away. She doesn't know anything about him. Does he have a family, close relatives? She knows almost nothing about it, although she has known him for a long time.

It is obvious that something was worrying him j