Aaron had always maintained a robust physique. In our four years of marriage, I had never seen him ill, not even with a cold or fever. He was disciplined, eating healthily and setting aside an hour each day for exercise, no matter how busy his schedule. Now, seeing the frail Aaron lying in the hospital bed, I couldn't help but wonder what had happened to him recently. Had he learned that Katherine was responsible for his parents' deaths, but couldn’t bring himself to confront her, leading to his physical decline?
"Doctor, how is he?" I asked politely after the emergency room doctor finished examining Aaron and instructed the nurse to hang two IV drips.
"This patient..." The doctor’s voice was low, his face hidden behind a medical mask. A sense of unease washed over me.
"Hmph, Heather
