Lena walked down the quiet hospital hallway, the food bag still clutched in her hand.
She couldn't believe she had spent hours, carefully preparing Ryan's favorite meal, making sure everything was just right.
As she neared his ward, her steps slowed the moment she saw Clara stepping out of his room.
"Not this sly bitch!" Lena cursed under her breath.
She was tempted to turn around and avoid the unnecessary drama, but before she could make that choice, Clara was already walking toward her.
Lena decided to ignore her, but Clara had other plans.
Just as they were about to pass each other, Clara stopped abruptly, blocking Lena's path.
Lena halted, rolling her eyes with pure disdain as she exhaled sharply.
"What is it again, Clara?"
Clara didn't answer, and her gaze dropped to the food bag in Lena's hand. A slow, mocking sneer curled on her lips.
"What are you doing here?" Clara asked, folding her arms. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop visiting Ryan?"
