Confessions.

He refused to believe it. It cannot have been, there was no way.

It had been a few weeks since he was given the news. No name was given but a few names were implied and one name, in particular, was insisted upon.

Sandra was not perfect, not even a tiny bit but she wasn't at all capable of murder. Aaron was certain of that. There must've been an explanation.

He entered the elevator of the massive hospital to get to the VIP floor where his wife was. It was time to finally tell her what was going on, he had been delaying it for too long. He knew that she could sense that something was wrong, she'd probably even thought he was cheating on her. That was how bad the tension was.

He closed his eyes once inside the elevator and then laid his form against the walls. He needed strength.

He was sure of what his wife was going to say about the news. He was sure she wasn't going to be jumping for joy so he needed to prepare himself.

"Hey Deena, is she in her room?"

He'd asked the sweet receptionis