Chapter 207- Going To Meet Her
TYLER'S POV
I could hear the receptionist's voice behind me, suddenly soft and desperate, begging for forgiveness. But I didn't care anymore.
If I had really been poor—if my father wasn't some big shot—she would've crushed me with her heels and walked away like I was trash.
She and everyone else would've looked down on me like I didn't matter. That's just how people are. Only nice to you when you have something they want. When you're powerless? They act like you're invisible. Or worse, like you're disgusting.
I kept walking. My steps were slow but steady. The man in the suit led the way, moving quickly through the long hospital hallway. The floor was so shiny I could see my reflection. Everything smelled like antiseptic and money.
After what felt like forever, he suddenly stopped.
I nearly bumped into him.
I looked at him, confused.
Why is he stopping? Aren't we supposed to keep going?