Arriving at the hotel, they noticed that Isabella's cheeks were red. Unfortunately, they cannot get out of the hospital due to transportation and the weather.
What are we going to do, Kelvin?
We can't get out with this weather; we need to develop a plan; if anything happens to her, I am unsure how to handle it.
I said I'm sure she'll be fine. We will have to monitor Isabella.
The wind was blowing, and the windows were rattling. Those guys are coming after us. We need to lay low. "We will be fine, said Jessica,
Maybe if we stay indoors, lie low for a while, and wait it out?
She might even be well by tomorrow or the day after. She will be fine. They had found a hotel that seemed quiet.
They could tell by the surrounded area; you could see that it had been standing for days, and there had not been any people around this hotel.
