“That crazy bastard was Oliver. If we don’t go there by morning, we have to greet his dead body. So, hurry up and pack,” Richard said before going back to his room to pack his own things.
He did not notice how pale William’s face turned after he left.
William clenched his chest as sweat started to drip from his forehead.
He slowly sat down on the floor as he felt an immense amount of pain.
He did not know how long he sat there but he saw Richard back with his backpack hung on his back.
Richard was shocked to see him on the floor with his face pale and his drenched shirt full of sweat.
He ran towards him and asked him, “What happened?”
William pointed his hand towards his chest and clenched his teeth. He couldn’t talk in pain and only gestured that his chest hurt.
Richard took his p
