maldives

Her vision blurred. “Jake!” she called weakly, but her voice sounded distorted, like it belonged to someone else. She tried to step toward the door but collapsed onto the floor, knocking over a chair.

As she fell, she hit the dish rack, making a loud crash that woke Jake. “What the hell…? Emma?” He rushed into the kitchen, his pajama shirt unbuttoned, and froze at the sight of his wife on the floor. “Oh my God, what happened to you?” Emma wanted to answer, but her tongue felt swollen, heavy.

She could only look at her husband, trying to convey through her eyes the terror and pain paralyzing her body…

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