C117 Bargaining and Depression

Once the bedroom door closed tightly, Max finally let go of his wife's hand. After a glance, he had trouble catching his breath. The tightness in the chest had become a thorn in his heart.

"Max, are you okay?" Gabriella asked doubtfully. Her hand was back and forth to touch his husband's arm.

After wetting his parched throat and looking up to hold back the tears, the man took a quick breath