Just when aunt Elsie was to open her mouth to speak, the door creaked opened, beating her to it. It was the doctor in charge of Ciara's health, and she was wearing a soft smile on her face.

“I see you are here already, Mrs. Kent?” The doctor stated simply, walking towards the scene, and Aunt Elsie nodded slowly. “I must say; this isn't the perfect time to visit, ma'am, that was why the receptionist had denied your passage earlier.”

Aunt Elsie felt a surge of anger rise within her. She ...