RUTH
"Leo, what are you doing here?" I rub my face frustratedly, lying in my bed like a living corpse. "You didn't have work today?"
"I am here to see you asshole." Leo is sitting beside my bed on a chair with his one leg resting over his other and arms crossed over his chest. He is wearing a stern expression on his face. His pink suit is pricking my sensitive vision. "You took off from the hospital. Why?"
"I was making so many damn mistakes and was really out of it." I scoff, "Why do you even care? Go to your husband, Leo."
"Stop sweeping bullshits, Ruth." Leo barks, "You are looking like you are in drugs. What the fuck are you even doing?"
"Fuck off, Leo." I roar, losing all my damned composure that I have been living since the day John stormed out of my office with teary eyes. I think he left with my heart too that day. I feel so empty… "Isn't it all because of you? Aren't you the one who forced me to cut ties with John?"
