The sun was about to say goodbye for the day when I drove one of Liam's cars and stopped at the hospital. Jasmine had been in my mind throughout the nights. I couldn't stop thinking about how she was doing and if she saw anything in Diana's house. Guilt was the strongest among all my feelings for the past two nights. Why did I send a pregnant woman down there? Often I wondered if people were right about me.
"Hey gal," I ran into the ICU room calmly despite the doctor's warning. "Jasmine?" She was not in the room. Checking the toilet to make sure she hadn't gone there and passed out, I called out to her again. "Where's Jasmine?" I pulled the nurse that just walked into the corner.
"I don't know."
"You are a nurse and you don't know where your patient is? Don't even think about lying to me. You've been coming in and going out of this room consistently and you're trying to make me believe you don't know where she is?"