#Chapter 374: Somewhere Else

Olivia “Miss Olivia?” The doctor’s eyes scanned the sparse waiting room before they landed on me. Aside from a few other people, it was mostly empty. There was a girl sitting next to her father, her head between her legs with a bag on standby for whatever stomach bug she was going through; her father was rubbing her back gently, his tired eyes fixed on the television. There was a guy about my age holding a bandage on his hand. And there was an old woman, coughing into a napkin. And then there was me. Olivia. Alone, terrified, and my heart becoming so heavy in my chest that I was certain it would fall right out and bore a hole through the ground. “T-That’s me,” I breathed, stepping closer. My hands gripped the hem of my shirt as I began to imagine the worst. Did Nathan die? Did his body give out? Should I have taken him to the hospital sooner? The doctor shot me an apologetic look, then gestured for me to follow. “Right this way,” he said. “I think it’ll be easier for