The truth hurts

Sophia pulled up in the parking lot of the massive hospital. She remembered clearly who the owner was because she had met him several times.

Mr. Walton was like an answer to her prayers when George Milton was alive. His hospital sustained Henry's life and she was very grateful for him.

His son, Randall was a breath of fresh air. Anytime he can go around for a party or an event, he would always make Sophia laugh and take her mind off what was going on.

She hadn't seen him in a while, and she wouldn't mind running into him. Immediately they got in, there was a lady with orange hair and freckles at the front desk.

She greeted them with a beautiful smile that would melt anyone's anxiety. “I'm looking for Addison Whyte.” Sophia asked with a shaky voice.

The lady looked down at the screen in front of her, “Are you family?”

“Yes, I'm her mother.” She answered hesitantly.

“Just a moment,” she said clanking keys on the keyboard. The lobby was almost deserted. Sophia needed someone to at