Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 187

Chapter 187

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.

I exhaled, shoving the doubt aside.

I clutched my handbag closely, the strap sitting

premises.

shoulder

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

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

as she tapped

the dryness in my

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greeted, my voice coming out smoother

a glance. "How can I

wasn't so popular

a second, then forced the words out. I'm here for some

I need

someone

up, her brows

my

tight-lipped smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I'm sorry, but we don't release patient records to

irritated

this is important. It's about my brother,

the shift. Her posture stiffened, her fingers

talking about. And now she knew who

admitted here years ago, I continued, watching her carefully. "I just need to confirm if he completed his

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