Arwen stared at Delyth for a mont. She was in a wheelchair at a distance so she couldn't tell exactly how she looked. But from where she could see, to her, Delyth looked a bit pale and frail. It felt like in the days she hadn't seen her, she had gotten a lot weaker and had lost her weight.
She didn't know why she stared at her for longer than needed. But it felt like Delyth's gaze seed different than usual which she couldn't identify.
"Yes, Ma'am? Were you looking for sothing?" A nurse's voice pulled Arwen out of her daze and she finally turned away from Delyth to look at her.
"Oh yes," she said when she actually realized what she was there for. "I ca to inquire about my appointnt. How much more ti will it take?" she asked, and the nurse nodded to her in understanding.
"Sure, Ma'am. Can you tell under whose na is the appointnt?" the nurse asked back.
"Gianna Griffin," Arwen answered, and the nurse quickly checked the list before saying.
"You are the next, Ma'am," she said. "The doctor is almost done with all the patients before you, so you can bring in the patient."
"Thanks," Arwen smiled before gesturing at a distance where Gianna was sitting. "We are just sitting over there. Let know when the patient is out."
Saying that, she turned and walked back to Gianna. While she was walking to her, she caught Delyth still there, looking her way. But this ti, she didn't pay any heed to her presence. Ignoring her, she walked away like she had never noticed her there.
Not long after, the nurse called them. Arwen supporting Gianna walked her to the doctor's cabin, where the doctor checked on her injured ankle.
As Arwen had guessed earlier, nothing serious had happened. Gianna has just sprained her ankle.
"Ms. Griffin, the next ti you try to chase after a kid, make sure you take off your heels first. Or else, this might repeat," the doctor said with a small smile, which made Arwen look at her friend.
Gianna, suddenly being all obedient, kept her head down and nodded in understanding.
"Also, till your leg recovers fully, you are advised to not play or run around," the doctor added again.
Feeling the embarrassnt weighing her down, Gianna glanced up at him and defended herself. "I am not a kid to play or run around. Neither do I injure like this every day. Today it just happened and it was not even my fault. It was that kid who lacked the manners," she said, and sitting beside her, Arwen cleared her throat.
"Doctor, don't worry," she assured, tapping on Gianna's arms. "We will pay attention."
The doctor nodded and didn't tease more. Then handing out the prescription, she said, "I have wrapped a crepe bandage and wrote down the necessary dicines. Just make sure to have them on ti and rest as much as you can. Your ankle will heal soon."
Arwen nodded with a smile. Then getting up, she helped Gianna in the wheelchair. Once Gianna was comfortably seated, she turned again to look at the aged doctor and said, "Thank you, doctor. We will leave then."
Saying that, she wheeled Gianna out. Once they were no longer in the cabin, Gianna spoke, "I shouldn't have told him I got hurt. He seed to be laughing at ."
"Anyone who would listen to it would laugh, Anna," Arwen said, pushing her forward. "It's fine. You already said it and he already had fun listening to it. Now you wouldn't see him again anyway. Let it go."
Gianna huffed but didn't say anything.
"Okay now, wait for so ti here," Arwen said, pulling the brakes of the wheelchair. "I will go and get your prescribed dicines. The hospital pharmacy is just around that corner," she said, and Gianna nodded.
Arwen then walked to take the dicine. The pharmacy was really at the corner, near the staircase. She walked to the counter and handed the prescription to the person there.
The attendant soon retrieved all the said dicines and packed them up before handing them to Arwen.
"Ma'am, you can pay it here," he said, and nodding to him, Arwen paid before thanking him to leave.
But just when she turned, she saw Delyth right behind her, sitting in the wheelchair.
"Arwen," Delyth spoke, looking up at her. "I was waiting for you. Were you here for your check-up?" she asked, her eyes darting to look down at her legs.
Arwen's brows furrowed in a frown. "I don't think I need to tell you what I am here for. And as for you waiting for , again, I don't think that was required again. After all, I am definitely not here to visit you."
With that, she turned to leave, but Delyth manoeuvred her wheelchair in front of her, blocking her way again. "Arwen, I know we are not friends and you hate , but please can we talk? I think we should talk after all that has happened."
"I don't think there is any need for that, Delyth," Arwen said, feeling a little annoyed. Although Delyth hasn't spoken rudely, there was sothing in her behaviour that wasn't settling well with Arwen. She just wanted to avoid her at the mont. "There is nothing to talk about, nor do I want to discuss anything. So, please save your effort."
Saying that, Arwen again turned to walk away. But just like the previous ti, Delyth once again blocked her way. However, Arwen who had already anticipated her move, dodged her attempt and turned to walk from the other side.
But sothing unexpected happened. Just as Arwen turned the other way, she heard Delyth scream in panic. She turned back in confusion, only to find her wheelchair moving back, nearing the stairs that were just a few steps away.
She didn't have ti to think, she rushed forward to grab her, but it seed to have gotten too late.
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