BEEP BEEP BEEP! The shrill sound of an alarm blared inside the hospital room.
"You!" Mr. Fletcher stared at him in disbelief, his pointing hand trembling uncontrollably. "You unfilial son! You animal!"
Mrs. Fletcher clutched her chest, gasping for air. It was clear she couldn't breathe, and she had no energy left to berate Nathan Fletcher.
Her eyes were red and filled with tears as her fingertips clutched the corner of Nathan Fletcher's shirt. She struggled to open her mouth.
Nathan Fletcher lowered his gaze, his eyes traveling from Mrs. Fletcher's fingertips up to her grief-stricken face. His own expression was numb and calm. "It's all your fault."
Nathan Fletcher turned his head and glanced at Mr. Fletcher, who was struggling to plug the ventilator back in.
