"Cough ….. cough …." A woman sitting on a hospital bed was coughing, her hand covering her mouth, and her eyes slightly bloodshot.
Creak.
The door of the room opened and the woman didn't even bother to look in that direction, as she already knew who the other party was.
Samantha sighed as she walked towards her mother, holding a bottle of water in hand.
She shortly reached her mother, and sat down on the stool before looking at her mother who had just stopped coughing.
"Mother, you know that you need to get a hold of yourself, right?" she softly said to her, recalling the matter that led to the whole hospitalization drama.
Bella took a deep breath as she tiredly looked at her daughter.
With a weary gaze she dejectedly responded, "I just worry. I am a mother, and something about this whole thing doesn't seem right."
Samantha sighed wryly as well, understanding what her mother was speaking, but didn't her brother make it clear earlier?
