A chilling voice rang out in the empty dark room as two figure, one seated and other standing stared at each other.
"What are you trying to do?" Liam looked with cold eyes at Jeff whose hand was just a centimeter or two away from him. He gripped the wrist and unknowingly he applied too much force making Jeff knit his brows in pain.
"Ahh.." Jeff gave a low howl in pain.
Realizing that he had applied too much pressure, Liam quickly loosened his grip but he did not let go of the wrist.
"What are you doing here?" He looked at the boy who was in hospital gown and a cotton slipper looking paler than normal.
"I…I-I was ju-ust…." Worried…..is what Jeff wanted to say but he stopped as soon as he looked at the cold and emotionless eyes.
*Around a few hours ago*
"Excuse me Mister…" The doctor held a report in his hand and wanted to speak about the condition of the boy to the but Liam was lost in his own thoughts.
Patting on his shoulder softly the doctor once again tried calling him.
