Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel 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.

tightly on my shoulder as I entered the

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.

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Chapter 187

“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