#Chapter9
SILVER'S POV
I wasted no time bursting inside the hospital. I quickly walked to the receptionist. She smiles at me biting her bottom lip.
/"What can I do for you sir?/" She asked.
What am I doing here? I looked at the bouquet in my hand and Larisa's favourite chocolate on my second hand.
Then the picture of her dead in the hospital freaks me out again. I looked back at the receptionist.
/"I'm looking for Larisa... Gold./" I hate the surname with all my fucking heart.
/"Who are you to her?/"
/"Boyfriend./"
/"What? But her husband came earlier to take her home saying they have their own family doctor coming to check on her.
/"What?!/" I half yelled. The receptionist flinches. Just then my phone starts ringing. I drop the bouquet on the counter and took my phone out. It's Ryan.
/"What do you fucking want?!/" I yelled in the phone.
/"Meet me at my rend, it urgent./"