Lost in my grief, I couldn't fathom how long I cried. Eventually, I let go of Meryl's body, turned, and left the room.
I made my way to the orthopedics department, but he was nowhere to be found.
I asked the doctor, but he gave me a peculiar look.
"That gentleman seemed to say he wanted to take her home."
Lowering my gaze, I chose not to call him again.
I knew he wouldn't answer.
Returning to the fourth floor, I picked up Meryl's lifeless body and drove home.
As I entered, the first thing I saw was Kate sitting on Nick's lap.
The air was thick with intimacy as they shared a passionate kiss.
He looked dazed and immersed in it.
Startled by my sudden entrance, Nick quickly pushed Kate aside, his eyes avoiding mine.
Kate coyly pouted, tugging at his sleeve, seeking his attention.
"Nick, see that? I told you the report was fake; Meryl is fine in Natalie's arms, right?
"It's a good thing you didn't fall for it. Natalie, you're unbelievable, always using Meryl as an excuse to deceive him."
Upon hearing this, Nick immediately stood up for himself, completely ignoring the recent kissing incident.
"Natalie, enough! I'm glad I didn't believe you; otherwise, Kate's foot injury would have been delayed by you.