Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 807

Agnes checked in with the doctor.

Dr. Ammi sighed, "She's stable for now, but there's a bit of a snag – Miss Sharon hasn't been taking her meds on schedule."

Agnes' brow furrowed. Things were a tad worse than she'd anticipated.

Stepping into the room, Agnes found Sharon perched on the bed.

A grand, floor-to-ceiling window faced the bed, offering an expansive view of the rolling river beyond. It gave the room an airy openness.

The floor was carpeted in a plush tapestry that muffled Agnes' footsteps as she approached.

Sharon seemed oblivious to her entrance, her expression eerily similar to those suffering from depression Agnes had encountered before.

They lived in their own worlds, seemingly untouched by the bustle and life around them. Even amidst the hustle of the city, their pervasive gloom and solitude clung to them like a phantom.

"Miss Sharon," Agnes called out gently.

Sharon turned her head emotionlessly, but at the sight of Agnes, something flickered in her eyes.

"It's you," she said flatly.