Raphael's POV
I don't know how long I had stayed in this car, watching the hospital entrance, hesitating whether to go in, but ultimately I couldn't bring myself to...
A shallow breath escaped from my lips, my knuckles tightened around the steering wheel, and a silent curse slipped out of my mouth. "Fuck!!!" I cursed again pounding my fist on the horn.
Damn it, I must look like a psychopath now. My hair was dishevelled from constantly brushing my fingers through it to channel my frustration.
The sharp round of the ringing tone of my phone broke my state. I stared blankly at Allen number one on my phone for a while contemplating whether to pick it or not
After the first ring, I finally accepted on the second ring. Allen's calm voice came through the earbuds in my ears
"Good afternoon sir, the scheduled meeting is about to start." He went straight to the point reminding me of the meeting I had to attend soon
