Hermosa POV

I limped out through the hallway, holding my weak legs. His husky voice followed me outside. I inhaled the smell of freedom; I was glad to be out of that hospital bed. I scanned my surroundings. Patients on blue gowns like mine were wheeled around with an IV pole. Hospital staffs were running around to get medicines for the sick.

Everybody was busy, which was why nobody took notice of me wandering close to the hospital gate in a patient’s clothing.

Nobody ever left the ...