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As soon as Jane typed in the address to her hospital, she jumped up from her bed and started to pace around.

Charlie was here.

He really had come to see her. He was probably going to be here in person in a few minutes.

Her heart started to beat faster. After several months of texting and liking this guy, she was going to see him in person for the first time. What if he wasn't how she expected him to be?

What if he had a weird constant expression on his face? Or thick unibrows? Or maybe his eyes were too small.

More importantly, what if he didn't like her?

She stopped pacing for a while. Walking towards the attached bathroom in her hospital room, she stared at herself in the circular mirror.

In just a few days, her sickness had affected her. Her skin looked paler and her eyes looked bigger than they normally were. She had gotten weak and for the first time in her life, she could make out her cheekbones.

Jane had secretly wanted her cheekbones to be visible because she thought it would make her look more attractive. All the models these days had them. It was a shallow way of thinking, she realized, but again, aren't all human beings shallow creatures?

But she didn't like the way she looked. In her mind, her cheekbones made her look more weak and ghostly rather than attractive. She hated the way she was starting to look.

And Charlie would no doubt, hate her as well.

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Leaning against his car, Charlie let out a deep breath. He had parked his car in the hospital's parking lot. He squeezed his eyes shut and ran his hand through his messy hair.

He had been driving for more than three hours now and he was exhausted. Not having slept at all last night didn't help either. He probably looked like a mess.

He bent down and checked himself in the sideview mirror, trying yet failing to fix his hair. His eyes were bloodshot and he had a brown stain on the front of his shirt. Maybe drinking Red Bull and driving wasn't the smoothest idea.

He sighed and turned away from the mirror as he started to walk across the parking lot and towards the main entrance.

So many thoughts and questions ran through his mind and he couldn't separate the two. Charlie didn't know what to say or how to behave when he saw Jane. He wondered what she was like.

He was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn't notice the security guard at the entrance until the guy called out him. "Oui!"

Charlie jumped and turned around to find a tall man in uniform standing behind him. The man squinted at him when Charlie didn't say anything. "You a visitor?"

"Uh... I... Yeah, um-"

"Charlie?"