"Kelly," Whitney called again, seeing that there was no response the first time. She took a step closer to him. Seeing his pale face, Whitney felt sad
"Don't worry, everything will be fine," Whitney patted his back but did not forget to head to the kitchen side to get her phone and call for an ambulance.
"There is a traffic jam. It would take an hour for us to get there. I suggest you look for other options if it cannot wait," The lady that picked up the call informed her.
Whitney did not know how bad the situation was. Her sister had already lost consciousness from losing so much blood.
" It would take a while for the ambulance to get here, " Whitney told Natalie. She was still gently patting Kelly on the back.
"How long?" Natalie asked as she examined Gracey.
"An hour at the earliest," Whitney replied.
