Chapter 39
Georgia’s mind drifted, lost in memory, deaf to Laura’s sharp words.
“Georgia, you just called me mean, now you’re going to pretend you don’t hear me?”
Laura’s voice cut through the haze, mixed with Georgia’s panicked cry.
A loud bang echoed.
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Georgia stumbled, her head smashing against the doorknob. She gasped, spinning to see Laura’s shocked face.
Blood trickled down her forehead, the world blurring into a crimson haze.
Laura’s eyes widened in fear.
What had happened?
“It’s not my fault! It’s not my fault! You weren’t steady. It’s not my fault!” Georgia’s vision blurred further, the last thing she
saw was Laura rushing out in panic.
Confusion flooded her as darkness crept in. What was going on with Laura?
“Charlotte, I need to ask for leave.”
Georgia’s words slipped from her lips in a drowsy murmur, her thoughts tangled and unclear.
Footsteps approached in a rush. Someone appeared, gasping for breath.
“It’s not my fault. She was too weak. I just touched her, and she fell.”
Laura returned, panting, eyes locked on Georgia’s prone form and the blood marring her forehead. She pulled out her phone, ready to call an ambulance.
But then hesitation halted her. The call was cut off without a word.
She stared down at Georgia, unsure, before crouching and tugging at her with all her might.
Georgia felt as light as a feather.
Urgency clawed at Laura’s chest–Georgia’s life was on the line. She hoisted her onto her shoulders and bolted for the
stairs.
A taxi waited. Laura gave quick instructions to the driver, heading to the hospital with a knot of anxiety tightening in her
gut.
At the emergency room, Laura’s face was a mask of conflicted worry. She hesitated before dialing her superior.
“I need to take today off. My roommate fell and isn’t well. I found her and I’m taking her to the hospital. I’ll stay with her. I’ll also have to ask for leave on her behalf. Got it. She’s my roommate, and I’ll look after her.”
A doctor emerged from the ER, eyes serious.
“Are you a relative?”
Laura faltered. “I’m a colleague. Is she going to be okay?”
The doctor’s expression darkened. “Notify her family.”
Laura’s face drained of color, fear rising like a tidal wave.
“Doctor, is her life in danger?”
If Georgia died, would Laura become a murderer? If anyone discovered Laura caused the fall, would she be expelled? What would Dominic think?
“I’m just her colleague. Can’t you save her?”
The doctor gave her a strange look. “Did I say that?”
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