Amelia was silent for a long moment, her eyes downcast."I haven't really thought that far ahead," Amelia admitted quietly. "But right now, I just need to get out of here, knowing that Henry is okay. I can't stay with Andrew any longer, Perry. Perry held her phone tightly to her ear, trying her best to keep her voice calm and steady. She was worried sick about Amelia, and the thought of her friend trying to escape from the hospital without a plan made her heart race with fear."So are you going with anything?" she asked, trying to think of any way she could help. "How are you going to do it?"Amelia's voice on the other end of the line was quiet and uncertain. "Honestly, I don't really know," she admitted. "I don't even know where I'll be going. But I'm not leaving with anything so it won't look suspicious."Perry took a deep breath, trying to keep her emotions in check. She knew that Amelia was scared and unsure, and she wanted to do whatever she could to help."But why did you tell
Perry waited anxiously, hoping that Amelia would pick up the phone again. But the line remained silent.Amelia's heart raced as she hung up the phone and turned to face Andrew. Did he overhear her conversation with Perry? She couldn't help but wonder if he had been behind the door since.But Andrew just stared at her, his eyes narrowing as he spoke. "Why were you frightened to see me? What are you up to?"Amelia felt her palms begin to sweat as she quickly cut the call with Perry. "Nothing," she stammered. "I...I wasn't expecting you."But Andrew didn't believe her. "Get dressed," he said, his tone icy. "We're going somewhere."Amelia felt a wave of fear wash over her as she stammered, "Where are we going?"But Andrew just grinned at her. "You'll find out soon enough," he said. "Now hurry up and get dressed.""Okay," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Let me just quickly..."But before she could finish her sentence, Andrew cut her off. "We'll be back in no time. Let's go."A
Andrew nodded, his jaw set. "Immediately we're done, this won't take long," he said, leading her towards the entrance of the hospital.His grip on Amelia's hands was firm as they walked towards the entrance of the hospital. Amelia's mind was racing with anxiety as she realized that she had left her phone in the car and wouldn't be able to contact Perry. She felt trapped, like a mouse caught in a trap, unable to escape.As they approached the entrance, Amelia turned to Andrew, her voice shaking with fear. "Wait, can we talk about this, please?" she stammered. "I'm not ready, Andrew."Andrew's face was grim as he looked at her. "We're doing this final," he said firmly. "There's no need to delay it any further."Amelia's heart sank as she realized that there was no changing Andrew's mind. She knew that she was making a mistake, but she felt powerless to stop it.She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Andrew strode confidently up to the receptionist's desk, his face expr
Dr. Miller held up her hand, her expression serious. "I'll need to carry out some tests first to make sure she's safe before we carry out any abortion," she explained, her tone firm.Andrew frowned, his impatience clear. "How long will that take?" he asked."It shouldn't take long, just a few minutes," Dr. Miller replied, her voice calm.Andrew nodded, relenting. "Fine. Just make it quick," he said tersely.Dr. Miller nodded, her expression serious. "I will. Let's get started."She turned to Amelia and said, "Let's go." Amelia stood up, her eyes still downcast, and followed the doctor out of the room.As Amelia got to her feet, Andrew stood up too, eager to follow them. But Dr. Miller turned to him, her expression firm. "It's just for the patient, sir," she said, her voice calm but resolute. "You're not permitted to come."Andrew's expression darkened. "Why not? Who made that rule?" he demanded. "She's my wife, and I have every right to know what will be going on with her."Dr. Miller
Andrew's nerves were frayed as he paced back and forth in the small examination room. He could feel the seconds ticking by, each one feeling longer than the last. He couldn't sit still, no matter how hard he tried.Dr. Miller set up her equipment with a calm efficiency, seemingly unfazed by Andrew's restlessness. She watched him pace around the room, her brow furrowing with concern."Mr. Reynolds," she said, "can you please try to calm down? Your wife isn't running away. It's perfectly normal for patients to feel anxious in these situations."Andrew stopped pacing, turning to face Dr. Miller with a look of confusion. "I don't understand," he said. "Why would she want to stay there forever?"Dr. Miller gave him a sympathetic look, laying a hand on his shoulder. "This is a tough decision for both of you," she said. "But if you've both agreed on it, then there's no need to worry. We'll take good care of her."Dr. Miller walked back to her seat and sat down in her chair, trying to remain
The nurse looked up, her face registering surprise as Andrew approached. "Did you see my wife?" he demanded, his voice clipped and urgent.The nurse shook her head. "No sir, you both went into the examination room together, but I haven't seen her come out."Andrew cursed under his breath and spun on his heel. He needed to find Amelia, and fast.Outside the hospital, Andrew fumbled in his pocket for his phone. He dialed Tony's number, his heart pounding in his chest.Tony picked up after the first ring. "Yes boss?" he said, his voice crisp and professional."Amelia is missing," Andrew said, his voice tight with panic. "Do you have any idea where she could be?""Missing? How?" Tony's voice was sharp with concern."I don't know," Andrew said, his hands shaking. "Is Henry still with you?""No boss, he's left already," Tony said. "I'm sure he's picked up his things from the mansion already."Andrew cursed again, his mind racing. "Shit," he muttered under his breath. "Make sure he doesn't l
Amelia ran as fast as she could, her heart pounding in her chest. She had to keep moving, had to get as far away from the hospital as possible. Finally, she stopped near a restaurant, panting and out of breath.She leaned against a pole and turned back to see how far she had gone. The sun was blazing down on her, and she felt dizzy and thirsty. She cursed herself for forgetting to collect her phone from Andrew's car - she was completely cut off from the world now.Amelia reached into her back pocket and brought out some loose change. It wasn't much, but at least it would be enough to buy water before she started to figure out what to do next. The park where she was supposed to meet Perry tomorrow was still far away.Taking a deep breath, she walked into the restaurant. The cool air hit her face as she swung the door open, and she felt a small sense of relief. She slumped into the first seat she saw, exhausted and disoriented.As she sat there catching her breath, her mind raced with t
Amelia shifted in her seat, her eyes darting around the room. "R-running? No... I was just jogging," she stammered.Liam raised an eyebrow, not convinced. "I saw you running. Was anyone chasing you? Are you in trouble?"Amelia tried to force a smile, but it came out looking more like a grimace. "No, I'm fine," she said, looking away.As Liam ate, Amelia looked out the window, lost in thought. She needed to find a way to reach Perry, but she didn't know where to start. As she gazed out at the bustling street, she noticed a sleek Rolls Royce Phantom parked just opposite the restaurant. She squinted her eyes, trying to make out the license plate. "Isn't this Andrew's car?" she muttered to herself.Liam noticed her whisper something and turned to look out the window as well. "What's that?" he asked.Amelia's heart sank as she realized her mistake. "Shit," she muttered under her breath.Liam looked at her quizzically. "Is anything wrong?"Amelia looked at him with fear in her eyes as she