ROMAN

I'm pissed as I make my way to the hospital.

Dammit. Why does that woman insist on pestering me? Why does she keep getting herself into situations where I have to check up on her? I was just celebrating the fact that she was leaving me alone and I didn't have to deal with her for a month.

I guess I spoke too soon.

I tell the front desk her name and they direct me to where her room is. I reach the door and find a woman with a white coat writing something on a clipboard right in ...