RESCUING ANNE Anne's POV.Eleanor held me tightly and choked out, “Sorry, Anne. Endure it” I groaned in pain, enduring it, though it had declined. She half-dragged me through the living room. My heart was pounding so loudly I could barely hear anything else. My weight sagged against me, my body trembling and weak, my face ghostly pale.“Hold on, Anne, please,” Eleanor whispered shakily. “Just a little longer. We’re going to the hospital. You’ll be fine, I promise.”I tried to give a nod to her words of assurance that carried a weight of hope, but my lips quivered instead. “I feel so cold,” I murmured faintly, clutching my stomach again as another wave of pain rolled through me.Her face was narrowed with sorrow. “No, no, stay with me, okay? Don’t close your eyes!” She grabbed her phone from the table with her free hand, fumbling to dial emergency services. Her voice trembled as she spoke into the receiver. “Hello! I need an ambulance. My friend is bleeding badly, and she is pregnant
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