Warren's POV:
There were so many werewolves coming and going at the gate of the Royal Hospital. A little boy who was playing with his friends accidentally ran into my leg. I quickly knelt down to help him up and patted the dust off his knees.
"Hey, are you okay?" I asked with concern.
Thankfully, the little boy nodded his head and smiled. "I'm fine."
Just then, the little boy's mother rushed over, apologized to me, and left with the little boy. I stood where I was, hesitant to go in.
The sun had risen. I wondered if I should push through and visit Sylvia.
I knew that my being here would be awkward, and I didn't want to cause her any trouble or stress. Besides, Sylvia's ward was strictly guarded by Rufus' men. I was pretty sure Rufus would not let me in.
I sighed. I walked inside a flower shop beside the hospital and bought a large bouquet of flowers. In the end, I reasoned that because we were classmates, I should visit her out of courtesy.
As soon as I strode out of the store, bouquet in tow, I saw Harry and Flora come out of the hospital. I instinctively wanted to hide behind a pillar, but it was too late. Harry spotted me instantly.
"Warren!" he called enthusiastically. "You're here, too?" I squinted at him suspiciously. I didn't know why he was so excited to see me. We weren't exactly friends.
I cleared my throat and walked up to them halfway. "Hi."
Harry threw his arm around my shoulder as though we were old friends. "Would you like to join us for lunch?"
"No, thanks. I'm good." A little embarrassed, I was at a loss as to how to handle this awkward situation.
Flora glanced the flowers in my hands and raised one eyebrow. "Are you here to see Sylvia?"
All of a sudden, I felt as though the bouquet was a ticking time bomb. I wanted to hide it behind me, but it was way too big.
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