Rowie was absent-mindedly walking in the hallway of the hospital. She did not mind the nurses and patients that she was bumping into. Her mind was clouded, but she did not know what to think at first.
Inside her head were jumbled facts and things that either she refused to acknowledge or she refused to think about at all. Everything was just so sudden and confusing that her mind could not keep up.
"Rowie." A tap on the shoulder woke her up from her train of thoughts.
She looked beside her to see Hershaille looking at her worriedly. "Are you okay?"
Scoffing, she asked, "Am I okay?" A tear fell on her cheek, but instead of wiping it, she let it be. She thought that if she wiped it away, tears would just keep on falling.
Hershaille did not answer. She followed beside her when Rowi
