Chapter 42: I’m The Cutest In The World!
Just as Yelena opened her mouth to say something to Mika, something that he would most certainly refuse but she was equally certain she’d force him to accept, they all froze at the sound of hurried footsteps echoing down the corridor.
A small, timid female voice called out faintly. "T-This way! They’re right here...hurry!"
Charlotte groaned loudly and threw her head back. "Not again..." She muttered under her breath, already preparing her glare for yet another wave of nosy reporters.
But to their surprise, the group that appeared wasn’t made up of reporters at all.
It was a nurse, frail and pale-faced, leading a squad of hospital security guards down the hallway.
"This way, this way! Hurry before they do anything more reckless!" The nurse urged, her voice trembling.
The security guards, burly men in stiff uniforms, strode forward with authority, at least until they reached the room. The moment their eyes fell on the figures standing inside, their confident steps faltered.
There were no reporters...No crowd.
Only Yelena, Charlotte, and Mika.
And though the room was quiet and calm, a suffocating presence seemed to linger like smoke in the air, thick and heavy enough to make even seasoned guards hesitate at the threshold.
The guards, all hardened men trained for emergencies, froze in place. Their feet wouldn’t move any further, as though an invisible wall kept them back.
The nurse, her small frame trembling, realized she had no choice. She stepped forward, her legs wobbling as she entered the room alone.