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Chapter:38 Published 02/08/2020
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"If I know what love is, it is because of you" -Hermann Hesse
Noah
After driving Ella to her place, I continue my drive to the hospital.
Cole will be discharged today. But I wanted to see him before he left. Yesterday he was asleep and I had to leave. But I wanted to know how he felt. And I needed to talk about Gabriella, but I wasn't sure when it was the right time to do so.
I press on the blinker and change lanes in order to drive into the entrance.
Pulling up into the parking lot I drive until I find a parking space.
Turning off the car, I pull the keys out and unbuckle my seatbelt. Stepping out of the car, I shut the door.
The sensor doors open as I come near them and I step inside the building. Heading to the elevator I press the button to the floor where his room is.
When the elevator doors open I walk inside and press the floor.
Tuning out all conversations my thoughts slowly drift to her.
I think back to the anger I felt when I saw her in the park with little layers on.
The fear I felt when she passed out.
And when I traced the dark circles under her eyes as she slept.
All of those scenes run through my mind as my thoughts are overpowered by her.
The girl who looks sad.
Gabriella.
My thoughts are disturbed by a bell.
I glance up to the floor and wait for the doors to open all the way before stepping out. I turn around a corner as I head down through the same hallway as yesterday.
Stopping at Cole's room, I turn the knob and open the door.
Walking inside I come in contact with Cole's back.
He's no longer wearing the hospital gown. Instead, he wears a pair of khaki pants pairing with a burgundy sweater.
"Cole." I speak up.
No one else is here. So as soon as he hears my voice, he turns around to face me.
"Noah! Hey, I thought you forgot about me." He teases.
"Never." I tell him.
Walking towards him I pull him up into a hug. "I'm glad you're okay. I was worried." I mutter as I pat his back.
"Don't worry too much. I escaped with only a few scrapes." He replies and I pull away.
I take this moment to let my eyes run over his face.
Besides the few bruises and scratches, he is sporting his usual smile.
He's okay.
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