"I'll break down your walls one by one and sneak into the gates of your icy heart before crushing it into tiny pieces." He murmurs mercilessly as his lips lightly brush my ear, the contact eliciting an indescribable sensation through every inch of m...
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L U D O V I C
My lifeless gaze remains fixated on the building I vowed never to set foot in.
The words engraved on the façade cause me to latch onto the steering wheel for dear life.
Richmond Linsley Hospital.
I remain stationed.
My chest rises up and down at a constant rate upon knowing what awaits me.
The thought of making a u-turn sounds incredibly tempting but once I remember my reason for coming, I force myself to step out of the vehicle; the doors swinging vertically in the process.
With one click on the car key, my dark gaze is fixated on the doors' gradual descent; the expression on my face a deep contrast from the one I had the day the luxurious car was purchased.
I trudge to the direction of the entrance of the building surrounded by trimmed hedges.
Throwing a glance at my wristwatch, I end up increasing the speed of my steps towards the receptionist.
Knowing my presentation at the board meeting starts in less than two hours, time is the last thing I want to waste.
The sudden antiseptic scent fills my nostrils.
Hundreds of patients are located in the waiting room as blaring beeps of monitors dominate the background noise.
An incoming injured patient is being rushed by nurses on a stretcher to the ICU.
The scene triggers vivid memories of that night as they race to the forefront of my mind without warning.
The night that changed my family's dynamic forever.
The night she ruined us all; leaving us to suffer the aftershocks of her treachery.
The receptionists appear extremely on edge as they keep taking emergency calls every ten seconds.
"Hello sir, what can I do for you?" one of the female receptionists addresses me in fatigue.
"I'm here to see Hira Delmore," the heavy words manage to escape me.
As she types rapidly against her keyboard, she inquires, "Name?"
"Ludovic Delmore,"
After I provide my ID card upon her request, she processes the information on her desktop screen before scribbling down a few notes on a small piece of paper.
"She's located in room 467 on the fourth floor," she discloses before extending the paper to me.
With a quick nod, I take the note before heading to the nearest elevator.
Once in the confined space, I ponder on the state I'm to find her in.
