Chapter 71 Half-truths

• She remained seated outside the room, head tilted back, staring at the ceiling. Trying to stop her mind from repeating the same words and images over and over.
• The east wing of the hospital was reserved for wealthy patients, each room the size of a small apartment with all the comforts, and outside a furnished and equipped visitors' lounge. There she waited.
• Without effort, tears ran down her face, soaking her shirt. She had a very difficult path ahead and wasn't sure if she wanted to walk it. She felt betrayed.