The Billionaire’s Runaway Bride
My hands trembled as I pressed them to my stomach, tears streaming down my face.
“No, no, no,” I whispered, shaking my head. My breaths came in short, shallow gasps as fear hooked me.
I grabbed my phone, dialing Leo with shaking hands. It rang once, twice, then straight to voicemail. My stomach sank. He wasn’t coming.
I decided to text him instead, ‘Leo I’m bleeding , I need help.’
For a moment, I just sat there, helpless and scared.
I clenched my fists, forcing myself to breathe through the pain. “You can do this,” I whispered. My voice was shaky, and I didn't want to think about why I was bleeding.
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