"STAY CALM." Oscar kept repeating to himself as he stood outside Byron’s room. His chest was pounding hard, and he just could not look away from the operating room as he watched the doctors extract the cause of Byron’s coma.
"He will be fine," Elliot consoled him. He was that one friend who knew all his troubles with his ex-husband, and chose to stay with him through thick and thin. No judgement or whatever.
"Remember the time we escaped from him in the pad?" Oscar asked. He was trembling in fear as his mind kept checking if his decision was right, or if he had just sentenced Byron to death.
"I do. It has been one of my unforgettable moments. The rush of blood was insane. It keeps me alert. How about you? How are you holding up?" Elliot leaned towards the glass barrier dividing their ar
