"We should go now," Ewan said after completing the discharge procedure.
"You two go on ahead. I won't be discharged until tomorrow. Zion should be able to pick me up," Violette motioned me to come near and hugged me. "Get some rest when you get home. Don't worry too much." I nodded, following Dexter numbly.
Noticing my concern, Dexter whispered, "Violette's genetic test came back fine. It's really just luck."
"Good to hear." I looked at Dexter and sighed in relief. Rubbing my temples, I realized I was becoming overly anxious. Even the sight of a doctor put me on edge.
"Don't worry. You still got me," Dexter gently reassured me.
"About Jimmy... "I wanted to know more about Jimmy and the cooperation he mentioned.
"He came to the orphanage to see me three years ago. He knew I was just pretending to be an idiot." Dexter held my hand, leading me into the elevator.
