Christina dialed her driver's number and called him to the hospital. She had just gotten off the bed, after putting on her mask back when the nurse handed her over the prescription. Christina settled the bill and took her discharge papers with her and left the room.
She was greeted with a pleasant shock after taking the first step out when she saw Irene.
"Why are you still here, Sweetheart?" Christina asked, touching Irene's arm.
"Um… I was just waiting for you to get the discharge," Irene said with a small smile.
"Oh my gosh, really?" Christina almost teared up. She enveloped Irene in a warm hug. "I don't know why Ilyan didn't bring you to meet us before. You are such a darling!"
Irene continued to grow uncomfortable at the misunderstanding that was escalating.
"Are you sure you can walk? Do you need me to get a wheelchair?" Irene asked, breaking the hug.
