When I arrive at the prestigious hospital, the press is of course bivouacking there again.
“Loraine, what exactly are you doing here?”, “Are you here for Dordrich or Elena?”, “Do you have any shame, Loraine? The man is with his lawful wife!” are some of the questions yelled at me. In the meantime, photos of my arrival are being taken diligently. In the distance I see Alyssa looking straight at me. I'm sure I'll have some tough questions to answer in a few hours. There is really nothing that escapes this journalist.
Fortunately, Dordrich has provided enough security to help me through the paparazzi so that I can safely get out of the parking lot in the hospital. I am led to a special ward for VIP patients and when I enter I see Dordrich sitting defeated with his wife's hand in his. When h
