"Where are we going to?" Fiona asked, speaking up for the first time since she started this journey with Ewan, where Sandro was the driver. Zane was with them too, sitting in front with Sandro.
None of them, however, gave Fiona any answer. But Fiona wasn't one to be ignored.
"Please, Ewan, tell me which hospital you are taking me to?" She asked, keeping her tone light while her eyes drifted intermittently to the area around them.
It was more like the outskirts of the city, except here was devoid of any living soul. No houses, no restaurants, no pedestrians. The vegetation was scanty too. Were they going to dump her in a sandy desert and abandon her there to die?
Fiona shook her head. Ewan wouldn't do that, not when he believed that her father had controlled her actions, not when he believed that she was not in her right senses.
