"Is this ah....Adrien Odinson?" A perky voice sounded from the other side of the call.
"Yes." I replied back in a monotone voice.
"Our patience, Kitty Rogers, would like you to visit her in the hospital." Once I heard 'Kitty Rogers' and 'Hospital' I hung up. My hand locked out my backpack strap as I flung it onto my shoulder. My legs started to sprint in my desired direction. Rage filled my body. Kitty was in the hospital. Kitty was hurt. She was in pain. I promised no one would hurt her again, but I failed. I felt like bashing someone's head in. Whoever hurt Kitty was going to pain. Why would anyone put her in the hospital?
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Forgotten Smiles
RomanceSmile- a pleased, kind, or amused facial expression, typically with the corners of the mouth turned up and the front teeth exposed Smiling, something she forgot how to do
