Capítulo 6: Chapter 6
Assuming it was Fiona's phone, Hailey ignored it, her focus fixed on reaching the hospital. But the phone rang again, its persistence nagging at her. She hesitated, After another ringing it stopped, Hailey still didn't bother to check not alone call back,
Hailey arrived at the hospital, paid the cab driver and entered the hospital, She approached the reception desk, where's a friendly face as greeted her. "Hello, how may I help you?" the receptionist asked, her smile warm and inviting.
"Hello," Hailey replied, her voice laced with concern. "My name is Hailey, and I'm here to see a friend."
The receptionist's expression turned sympathetic. "What's your friend's name?"
Hailey's heart skipped a beat as she replied, "Fiona. She was brought in after an accident, not long ago."
The receptionist's eyes widened in recognition. "Oh, I think I know. Let me call the doctor in charge."
Just as the receptionist reached for the phone, a figure emerged from the hallway. "Oh, here she comes," the receptionist said, nodding towards the approaching doctor.
"Welcome, Mrs. Westley," the receptionist greeted the doctor, who smiled warmly.
"Someone might be here to see you," the receptionist added, nodding towards Hailey.
Hailey walked closer, her eyes locking onto the doctor. "I'm Hailey, ma'am. I brought my friend Fiona from the wreckage."
Dr. Westley's expression turned thoughtful. "Oh, you. I remember you."
Hailey's anxiety grew as she asked, "How is my friend now?"
Dr. Westley hesitated, her expression somber. "Well, she's been attended to, but... "
Hailey's heart raced as she pressed for answers. "Doctor, but what?"
Dr. Westley's voice was measured. "You know what, wait. I'll be with you soon, and we can talk."
Hailey nodded, though her mind was racing with worst-case scenarios. "Okay, ma'am."
As Dr. Westley disappeared into the hospital's depths, Hailey took a seat at the reception, her eyes fixed on the door, waiting for the doctor's return, her heart heavy with foreboding.
As Hailey settled into the reception area, her curiosity simmered just below the surface, yet she maintained a composed demeanor, refusing to let her emotions get the better of her. The receptionist, sensing her unease, offered a comforting gesture. "Would you like a coffee while you wait, dear?"
Hailey's response was laced with gratitude. "That would be lovely, thank you."
As the receptionist handed her the steaming cup, their eyes met, and Hailey detected a glimmer of empathy. "Here you go, dear," Anna said, her voice softening.
Hailey's reply was heartfelt. "Thank you, I appreciate your kindness."
Just as Anna turned to leave, she paused and addressed Hailey with a reassuring smile. "I can tell she means a lot to you, but I want to reassure you that Mrs. Westley will take excellent care of her. She always does."
Hailey's eyes began to well up, and Anna swiftly handed her a tissue. "Use this, dear."
As Hailey dabbed at her tears, she asked, "What's your name?"
"I'm Anna," the receptionist replied, her smile warm. "And you are...?"
"Hailey," she responded, her voice barely above a whisper.
Their hands met in a gentle handshake, accompanied by a warm "Nice to meet you." In that fleeting moment, Hailey felt a sense of solidarity with Anna, a stranger who had become an unexpected source of comfort.
Scarce had a minute passed since Hailey and Anna's introduction when the receptionist's telephone pierced the air, summoning Hailey to Mrs. Westley's office. As they rose to depart, a second phone rang, this time from Hailey's handbag. She retrieved it, revealing her fiancé's urgent call.
"Hello?" Hailey answered, her voice laced with concern.
"Hey, babe, I've been trying to reach you, but you weren't picking up," her fiancé's voice said, tinged with worry.
"Sorry, I've been preoccupied," Hailey replied, her mind still with Fiona.
"What's wrong? I saw an accident scene online," he asked, his tone shifting to alarm.
"Yeah, Fiona was in an accident and is badly injured," Hailey said, her voice cracking.
"Whoa, is she okay?" he asked, his concern palpable.
"I don't know; I'm about to meet with the doctor now," Hailey replied, her anxiety spiking.
"Okay, go ahead and call me when you're done," he said, his voice reassuring.
"I will, dear. Love you," Hailey said, as they bid each other farewell.
Anna escorted Hailey to Mrs. Westley's office, then discreetly withdrew, leaving Hailey alone with her trepidation. "Have a seat, Hailey," Mrs. Westley said, her expression empathetic.
Hailey sat, her eyes fixed on the doctor, her heart racing with anticipation and fear, as she awaited the verdict on Fiona's condition.
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