Confide

Addison’s POV

Today, I met Shofia at the hospital. I had contacted her earlier to ask if I wanted to meet her, so here I am in the hospital waiting room chair, waiting for Shofia to finish her shift. I seem to get very fond of the smell of the hospital as if it takes me back to the past. I remember that I often came to the hospital to accompany my father, who was still in a coma. So, I got to know some of the nurses and doctors here.

Not long after, Shofia came to me. She did. Said that her work hours were over and would resume later in the afternoon. So we talked about many things here.

I deliberately invited Shofia to meet because I wanted to reveal everything that I had just found out about my life. I'm sure Shofia already knows a lot about me, and she's deliberately keeping it from me. I wasn't angry with her at all. I was happy that she was looking after my mental health. Knowing all those facts alone almost made me faint, so I knew that Shofia deliberately didn't tell me because