SNAKE IN THE GRASS

In the hospital, a stunning woman with impeccable makeup walked up to the visitor reception desk in the inpatient department. She was like a strange splash of colour, standing in the middle of the cold and boring shades of the hospital.

The bunch of flowers in her arms only accentuated her beauty. 

"I am here to see Mr Otagi." She spoke in a sweet voice. 

The receptionist looked at the woman, and he blushed with shyness. He asked for her details while feeling a little flustered before approving her to go ahead to the inpatient area. He watched her until she disappeared. 

The woman's gentle face changed as soon as she left the reception area. She held the fragrant flowers away from her body with disgust. If she was not concerned about people questioning her motives, she would have tossed them in the garbage bin.