Every weekend, Jonea makes time to go home to visit Miller, who is still being treated at the hospital. Since Jonea decided to play Miller's place at school, her parents moved Miller to a hospital that was farther away and less crowded.
Jonea stared at the reflection of herself in the elevator door before getting off.
"It feels like a long time since I've worn my favourite skirt and blouse."
She kept looking at herself, who looked beautiful with the long wig that day. A small bag slung over her shoulder. Jonea also brought a canvas bag filled with books for Miller.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
After knocking on the treatment room door, Jonea opened it slowly. She saw Miller sitting pensively on the bed, staring out the window. Jonea approached slowly so as not to startle Miller. Miller didn't
