Chapter 141
- RICHARD’S POV
- I was in serious panic, my heart pounding like a freight train. My mother was sprawled on the floor, her face ashen. I could barely breathe as I scrambled for my phone, hands shaking. I dialed 911 with a sense of frantic urgency.
- “Please, hurry!” I gasped into the phone, trying to stay calm. “My mother—she’s not breathing properly. I think she’s having a heart attack.”