Her heart was thumping high with fear, I wonder what might have happened to cause Yvonne to be this lifeless.
I struggled to carry her in my arms, walked with her towards the bed and laid her lifeless body there__ apart from her heavy breathes, I could swear that she was dead.
Panic surged through my body, as the doctor came rushing in.
"Doctor, please help!" I half-screamed.
"What happened?" the Doctor questioned walking to her side.
I paused feeling how embarrassing it is to say we had a fight. This was really so discomfiting so I cleared my throat in response.
The main reason I did not talk is that there was a nurse in the ward with us. It was a bit awkward for a person of my stature to start explaining such things in her presence.
"Please will you wait for a minute outside?" he asked removing his stethoscope from around his neck to put it on his in his ears.
I nodded once before reaching for the door.
