Trigger warning: Triggering memories, perverse words and child grooming mentioned. Some readers might find it uncomfortable, readers discern is required.
At the hospital,
Ariana was letting her head rest on the side of the wall. She was asked to participate in the surgery and even though she kept telling herself that the blood spilt during the surgery was going to save the man's life and not take it —— Ariana still felt lightheaded.
The fatigue she felt after six hours of surgery continued to linger in her body, especially after she encountered Mister Sandler and chased after him. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she slowly closed her eyes and let her body relax, with the soft hum of the air conditioner, her mind was lulled to sleep.
'Little girl, why are you hiding in this place?' She heard a man's voice as Ariana hid behind the bench in the park where she was drawing stick figures on the muddy ground with a stick.
