"Where is the patient in this room?" He asked the nurse who passed by the hallway.
He arrived at the hospital to find his fiancée's room empty. He was supposed to check on her condition, but her bed was vacant. It was neat. It was like nobody had slept on it.
"Wait, Sir. Let me check." The nurse looked at the patient's chart, checking on the patient's status. "Oh, she is in therapy at the moment. You are welcome to sit here and wait until she returns." The nurse suggested.
He took her advice and remained inside the quiet and empty room. But he had nothing to do besides stare at the four corners and the white walls.
"Ah! It is fucking ridiculous." He was referring to the thoughts that plagued his brain.
Quickly, he stood up from his seat and walked out the door. He did not want to sit another minute longer and ponder on his thoughts.
"Excuse me. Where can I find your therapy room?" He asked the first person behind the nurse station.
