Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 99

Chapter 99

KASMINE

I stood before the Leropita Psychiatric Hospital for over five minutes, unable to make a decision whether I wanted to go in or not.

The building seemed too cold and clinical, with its pale grey walls and tall glass windows that reflected nothing. but the dull, overcast sky. It smelled like rain was coming, the wind carrying the sharp smell of damp pavement and antiseptic.

My fingers curled tightly around the strap of my handbag

Would they even let me access Kester's files?

Would I find what I was looking for?

My hands suddenly became clammy, and my heart picked up speed as I stared at the entrance of the hospital.

It was a bit too quiet, too.

Of course, not many people experience mental issues every single day. At least, so I thought.

Lexhaled, shoving the doubt aside.

I clutched my handbag closely, the strap sitting tightly on my shoulder as I entered the premises.

The lobby was cleaner than I expected, almost disturbingly pristine. The walls were white, the floors polished to a shine, and the air smelled faintly of disinfectant and something medicinal and stale, like the lingering ghosts of old prescriptions.

A receptionist sat behind a high desk, her name tag identifying her as Melissa. She looked to be in her late thirties, her dark brown hair pulled into a tight bun, her expression indifferent as she tapped away at her computer.

I approached, swallowing the dryness in my throat.

"Good morning," I greeted, my voice coming out smoother than I felt.

She barely spared me a glance. "How can I help you?"

I guess I wasn't so popular after all.

I hesitated for half a second, then forced the words out. "I'm here for some records. I need to confirm if someone completed their therapy sessions."

Melissa finally looked up, her brows pulling together. "Are you a relative?"

my

a tight-lipped smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I'm

members without proper authorization.

but it still irritated me. I leaned

that. But this is important. It's about my brother,

his name left my lips, I saw the shift. Her posture

exactly who I was talking about. And now she knew who I

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I continued, watching her carefully.

sessions."

throat bobbed as she swallowed. “..... I'm afraid

sudden tightness in her voice. The way she glanced briefly toward the

clenched my jaw, my

or won't?" I asked, tilting my

reaching for a random folder on her desk and flipping through

you that

voice dropping to a dangerous

of our pack. The people in this hospital know that. You know

bubbled beneath when she

Think, Kasmine.

I needed another approach.

my bag, pulling out a neatly folded piece of

is a signed request from our family lawyer. I'm not asking for detailed medical records, just a confirmation of whether or

I expected that

have been... incidents. And if he didn't complete his therapy, it could explain a lot." She didn't react immediately, but I saw a small crack in the wall of indifference. "You're saying he's a danger

I meant, but I could tell that was the angle that might

I said, choosing my words carefully, "that if something happens because this hospital refuses to

inhaled slowly, then picked up the paper. This time, she actually read it. The seal from the family lawyer was legitimate.

past legal documents concerning Kester, mentioning

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her closely, pressing

know what it's like to watch someone unravel?"

stopped it if

Her jaw tensed.

That did it.

sighed, setting the paper