In the corridor.
People hurried by, doctors, nurses, and family members of patients anxiously came and went, the noise creating a cacophony, displaying the myriad facets of human life.
The window was open, a gentle breeze blowing in, carrying a hint of early summer's warmth, the playful sunlight spread across the floor through the narrow cracks.
A man approached, the soft sunlight falling on him, a faint smile on his lips, appearing approachable, yet his eyes showed no ripples.
His eyebrows were sharp, his eyes deep and inscrutable, his nose high, his lips thinly pursed.
His features were striking, his presence aloof and noble, standing out in the flowing crowd.
"..."
Sidney Harriman leaned against the cool wall, the top two buttons of his hospital gown undone, revealing his delicately enticing collarbone.
