❤ Jessica’s POV ❤
I was so anxious as I traveled to the hospital. I am so worried about my son, and my mind is imagining the worst-case scenario. I wonder if he had an accident or if it was his asthma acting up. It must have been really bad, or else he won’t be hospitalized.
It took half an hour for me to get to the hospital, and I ran into the emergency room immediately. I looked at all the beds but I couldn’t find my son. I ran towards the nurse’s station and asked as calmly as I could “Hi, I’m looking for my son, Jericho Villadolid. I received a call that he’s here.”
The nurse looked at the records and said “He’s at the x-ray room at the moment. He should be back in the E.R. afterward.”
Jessica: “What happened to my son?”
The nurse just looked at me and said, “I’ll tell the doctor
