(Richard's POV)My heart sank as I quickly rushed to Anna's side the moment she collapsed.“Anna!” My voice came out sharper than I intended. “Anna, look at me.”No response.Her body lay limp on the floor, one hand slightly curled near her chest, the other against the edge of the bed where she had fallen. Her face was pale under the candlelight, lips parted slightly.My heart slammed hard against my ribs.No. No, no, no.I crouched immediately and lifted her carefully into my arms.She felt light.“Anna, wake up,” I said again, my voice tightening. I gently patted her cheek. “Anna.”Still nothing.I carried her quickly to the bed, pushing the rose petals out of the way as I laid her down properly, adjusting the pillows under her head. "Damn it," I muttered, pulling out my phone with trembling hands.I dialed Dr. Harrison, our family doctor. He answered on the third ring."Dr. Harrison, it is Richard Anderson. I need you to come to the house immediately. My wife just collapsed. She
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