Chapter 18 : The Guilt
"Nothing is more wretched than the mind of a man conscious of guilt"
-Titus-
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The sound of footsteps echoed throughout the hall of the empty apartment. It was a little over midnight. Liam had just arrived home from the hospital, after working for over ten hours he thought he could finally rest. Unaware of the things he needed to do ahead.
He was physically and mentally exhausted, all he ever wanted was to sleep. One thing he used to take for granted had turned into a privilege. He was sure he must have developed baggy under eyes from constant work he had done. And they said medical school was tough.
Turning on the switch, he found his apartment a mess. His bag of unwashed laundry was placed beside his bathroom, he had forgotten to throw out the t
