Chapter 2

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Neia's POV

Its been ten years since my father walked out on us. It was really tough at first when kids at my kindergarten started looking at me differently. They avoided me like plague.

But now I am a independant 15 year old teen working at a near buy cafe that gives me a reasonable amount of salary.

My mother, Clara works as a nurse. Her salary is sufficient for both of us.

As I was serving a snobby fake bitch my phone rang. It was a unknown number.

"Hello is this Neia Hunter", this puzzled me.

"Yes, how many I help you?"

" Your Mother, Clara Shean had a collapse and is admitted at Springville Hospital, where she works at."

"Oh my goodness! How is she doing?!" I scream on the phone.

"I'm sorry dear,but things are not looking good for her.", upon hearing this I dashed out with my keys. I know I am too young to drive but only I know that right?

"Where is she?!", I screamed at the receptionist.

"Where is who?"

"Clara Shean"

She gave me a sympathetic glance.

"Just a minute dear, Ronda Please take this young lady to the emergency room number 23" she commanded the nurse who came to place a file on the desk.

Upon hearing room number the nurse, Ronda gave my a sympathetic glance. Whats up with everyone giving me sympethetic glances.

Once we reached there I realised why everyone was giving me sympathetic looks. There was a sign...

"Only relatives of the one who has passed is allowed"




















I'm so sorry for not updating. I will update it after this book reaches to 6 readers. Thanks.
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