Kyla found him speaking with a man in white robes--Most definitely Maryann's doctor. She felt the anger raising from the pit of her stomach, blossoming, building up, and climbing up her throat. Her entire body was buzzing with wrath.
She matched up to them. "Sorry to interrupt, doc. I'll like a word with my boyfriend."
Albert turned to her, raising a brow as his hand stroked her waist. "I'll be with you in a minute."
"No, this can't wait." she shook his hand from her and grabbed his elbow, tugging hard. His gaze slid up to hers. And whatever he saw in her face, he knew she wasn't going to back off.
"It's fine." the doctor said. "I'll be in my office the rest of the afternoon. You can come to find me anytime."
Reluctantly, Albert cast an apologetic look to the doctor and followed her.
She showed him to the room next to Maryann's. She'd noticed it was empty when she had initially left to get some snacks.
