entrance, his body was shaking badly.
Nurses rushed forward with a stretcher.
“What happened?” one of them asked.
“She collapsed,” Malik breathed.
“Help her.
” They took Janelle inside.
Malik leaned against the wall, his vision spinning.
A nurse turned back toward him.
“Sir, what’s your name?” But Malik was already stepping away.
By the time Janelle opened her eyes, hours later, the room was quiet.
Her father stood near the window.
Her mother sat beside the bed, holding her hand.
Janelle’s voice came out weak.
Who brought me here? Her
