The hospital smelled of disinfectant and something faintly metallic, like the ghost of blood that clung to the tiled walls no matter how much they scrubbed it. Tessa Marvins hated it.

      The smell reminded her of everytime her grandmother had come home weak and coughing, until one day, she hadn't come home at all. But she had no choice than to be here, her mother was here.

      Roy Dashiel hadn't exactly given her  permission to be here, but he already stated he had given her a ...