LARA’S POV
“Are you sure you don’t want me to let him in, miss? We already checked his identification and he is indeed your classmate. We can even stay here with you when he comes in.”
It has already been three days and Prince Yael—or whoever that Prince Yael-looking man is—really made sure to come here every day for those three days. I am not even sure for myself why I do not want to see nor face him; but regardless of all my rejection to let him in, he is still coming in here as if telling me that he can patiently wait until I finally do so.
My nurses, like this one, are already insisting for me to face it. Not only because they already pity whoever that man is, but also because the doctors have mentioned that it would be best for me to finally face someone that I might know.
