Jessica slumped on her seat in the cramped hallway filled with patients on trolleys, some tended by strained relatives and some alone.
She kept her eyes peeled on the navy blue double-door she was waiting to open, and sometimes her gaze would shift to the patients and nurses that would walk by, leaving the sound of shoes against the slate grey floor echoing.
"Miss Ahn!"
"Yes?" She quickly got up, clutching her arms, thinking of the terrifying feedback that awaits her. She reached for the dull chrome handle and closed the door after she got inside.
She watched her grandmother, still in the bed, deep in shades of agony, perhaps the color of the dead.
"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting outside for so long,"
