Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 13
I rushed out of the kitchen and Cristine was still struggling to breathe.
I hurried upstairs and luckily for me, I found her room.
I searched everywhere thoroughly….
My heart was racing very fast.
“The drawer?” I said as I quickly throw the drawer open.
I found the inhaler and heaved a sigh of relief.
I quickly rushed off straight to the kitchen.
And luckily, she was still there struggling.
She was almost giving up.
I quickly placed the inhaler on her nose and she inhaled sharply.
She kept inhaling through it until she became better.
But she lost consciousness.
I pecked her cheek and smiled.
Thank goodness! She’s OK now.
I carried her in a bridal style upstairs.
I placed her on the bed and covered her with the duvet.
I stared at her deeply…
She looked so beautiful when she’s unconscious.
THREE HOURS LATER 🕒
I weakly opened my eyes…..
I stared around as I scratched my head.
“How did I get here? I thought I was at the kitchen?” I thought within myself.
My door swing open and someone walked in.
It was Mr Andrew.
My eyes widened in shock.
What is he doing here?
“What are you doing here?” I screamed as I sit up quickly.
He grinned at me as he placed the tray he was carrying on the stool beside my bed.
I looked into the tray.
I saw a plate of hot soup with a spoon.
I arched my eyebrows in confusion and turned to him.
“Well Miss Cristine! I came into the kitchen three hours ago and saw you struggling for breath due to an asthma attack and….” He said.
Hot tears pricked my eyes and rolled down gradually.
He quickly stopped talking.
He walked closer to me and brought out a handkerchief.
He wiped my tears off with it.
“Thank you for saving me!” I said sharply
He only smiled broadly.
“You can leave now!” I said as I backed him.
He stared at me for sometime before nodding.
“Just take some soup and….” He said
“I said go away Mr Andrew!” I shouted as he gulped.
He walked out of the room.
I burst into tears as I hugged the pillow.
I would have been dead if he didn’t come to my aid.
I just don’t want to be deceived by men again.