Half an hour of visiting time flew by, and Ryan left Room 1602 under the head nurse's urging.
The moment he stepped out of the room, it was like he suddenly snapped out of a daze. His back was drenched in sweat, and that dizzy, lightheaded feeling had only just started to fade.
Before the door fully closed, he glanced back at the girl inside. She had already turned her head to look out the window again. The sunlight poured over her, but it didn't seem to give her any warmth.
Her words still echoed in Ryan's ears. He had gotten the information he came for, but there wasn't even a hint of satisfaction.
Wasn't this all just a bit too heavy?
When life becomes a commodity, when a father chooses to die so his child can live, it might seem like a fair trade. But is it really?
"There's someone waiting for you."
The head nurse left him with that sentence as she closed the door and went back to her duties.