(Alex’s POV)I could not move.Anna was lying at the bottom of the stairs. She was not moving. Blood was gushing from her forehead. And I could not move.My body stopped working.My mind was screaming at me—*Do something. Help her. Move. Please, move.*But my body did not listen.I was stuck on the stairs just looking at her.This had happened before. I knew it. I knew why it was happening.“Mr. Anderson!” Margaret shouted. “Please, we need to help her!”I heard her, I also understood her.But I could not answer.Margaret ran past me and quickly went to Anna. She knelt beside her.“Oh my God,” she said softly, afraid to touch her. “Mrs. Anderson, please…”She checked Anna’s neck for a pulse.“She’s alive,” Margaret said, her voice shaking. “She’s breathing. She’s alive.”Those words broke the paralysis.Suddenly, I could move again.I rushed down the stairs.“Anna,” I said, kneeling beside her. “Anna, can you hear me?”No response. Her eyes remained closed, her face pale except fo
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