CHAPTER 69
ALEX'S POV
Mara on the floor, my father laying beside her. The servants surrounding their limp bodies screamed and my breath caught in my throat. My mother and Sandra stood behind me, watching, crying as I grabbed Mara in my arm and took her to the car.
The memories rushed back at once.
My head rested on the bed rail, the cold metal stinging my skin as I tried to still my faltering breath. The strong scent of bleach stained the air and the knot in my stomach tightened every time I took it in.
On a normal occasion, I would have welcomed it. As a doctor, treating patients and giving diagnosis while filling your lungs with the bitter smell of disinfectant was normal. But today, it was different. Today, I was on the other side and the thought filled me with a nauseating feel
