Xander's pov
I was shaken by the call, but I tried my best I go back to the hospital. The worse part of it all was I didn't know how I would be able to face him. I was scared. Beyond that, I was unable to go there directly. Maybe because I was scared they were going to be so many questions involved.
I quietly moved into the morgue with a beating heart. I was confused. I guess it was so hard to process the fact that all of this was happening.
I looked around, until I finally saw him. I knew he was the one laying there because I noticed the clothing on the face wasn't covered the way it should be.
"Mack..." I gasped, my heartbeat suddenly increasing. I was breathing hard, trying my best to contain myself. It wasn't as easy as expected. I was just feeling so bad. Seeing Mack laying there
