BIANCA'S POV
We came off the lift quietly, my mind going to the little child Jason had and I knew nothing off.
I followed Carl behind slowly and I recalled I was here to see Jason, dead Jason.
My heart skipped a beat and the pain I had felt when I heard he was dead trickled into my entire body system.
"I thought I asked you to take her home", I suddenly heard the president's hoarse voice. I looked ahead just to see him glaring at Carl.
"We heard about Jason and she wanted to see him", Carl said and I walked hurriedly to the man.
"Is it true?", I asked looking right into his eyes and he looked away.
Tears started falling again.
"I want to see him please", I softly said.
He looked at me with a sigh.
"I asked the doctors to keep working on him though they keep saying he is dead", He said.
"I still wanna see him", I said and he looked to his right.
