Aaron’s POV:
“Jason, what are you doing here?” I whispered after turning on the bed lamp.
Jason was standing in the corner of my bedroom, but I couldn’t see his facial expression clearly. I glanced to my wife who was sleeping soundlessly and tried to reach out my glasses on nightstand when suddenly being pinned down and my face was completely covered by a pillow. I couldn’t breathe nor even move my hands and legs to struggle from the sudden attack.
Why are you doing this?
That was the last thing in my mind before feeling unbearable smothered as my lungs were fighting for air and hearingguttural sound in the back of my throat.
Adrian’s POV:
I removed the pillow from Dr. Goldsmith’s face and put it back underneath his head. I stared at his lifeless wide opened eyes. There wer
