When There Is Nothing Left But Love

That was certainly suspicious. Eventually, the elevator stopped at basement level three, so that was where I’d be going, but I used the other elevator in case I bumped into Ashton.

The elevator’s door slid back, revealing a long corridor that was lit by nothing but white fluorescent lamps. The air was filled with the scent of antiseptics too.

I went down the corridor and made two turns before coming across Joseph. He was looking coldly at a room, but he didn’t notice me, since I was walking quietly. I hid behind the wall once I saw him.

I calmed myself down. Something’s up. Only Ashton could get Joseph to escort him. Ashton told me the research for the antidote was done in the very hospital I was in. He looked troubled earlier, and I couldn’t contact him for more than half an hour, so something must have happened here.

“It’s done. All that’s left is the clinical trial, then we can administer it to you.”

“We may start now, Mr. Fuller.”

the things I heard two nights ago, and my heart started to pound with

Joseph was guarding. The sounds of my heels traveled

you come all the way

but I refused to budge. If looks could kill, they would have

they paused halfway through when they noticed the tension in the air.

a look of anger.

troubled. That was more than enough to tell me Ashton was risking his life in that

out to me. I turned around by reflex, then the last thing I saw

saw when I regained consciousness was the chandelier. I’m back home, huh? I was alone in the room, accompanied by nothing but the chirps outside. The blinds were pulled, but the

to soothe the pain as I struggled to get