Mrs. Albertson could not help but feel devastated at what had happened the previous day, she had kept up an appearance that everything was alright when in actual fact her entire life felt like it was falling apart.
Scarlet had called her just last night and she had said horrible things, such that Mrs. Albertson could not repeat. Every moment she stood and she briefing her staff, she felt like crying. Every one of the young women who worked with her seemed like they could have easily been her daughter but she had to kill that thought.
It was thoughts like these that helped her find Scarlet that night at the hospital.
She had just lost her son and for the past few hours, she had been walking up and down the hallways of the hospital.
She had heard a crying baby in a nearby room and witho
