"Wait, wait, wait," he almost touches her but retracts the last minute with a sheepish smile. "okay fine, I admit, this is my first time, I need to see him."
"Only family is allowed to see the patients."
"Then I am family," he leans on the tall counter that reaches his chest. "Well, technically, we were almost married, so that means family by default."
"But you aren't married. The patient doesn't have any husband or wife listed down for a guest pass."
"Yes, I know. We didn't get married, but we have known each other for years. Since I was sixteen. He was there at my coming-out party and stuff. Doesn't that count?"
"No."
Day huffs, head bowed, before he looks up. This time, the puppy eyes are reloaded, and he juts his lips out in a pout. "We recently broke up. Our families have disputes, and if I don't see him, I might never see him again. He was …" Day grimaces, trying to get the last words out.
"he was the love of my life. I have to say goodbye."
