CHAPTER 194: MENTAL HEALTH SHOULDN’T BE STIGMATIZED BECAUSE IT IS AS CRUCIAL AS LOSING A HAND AND FEET

Though she longed to call out for help, she lacked the strength even to raise her hand, her body battered and broken from the ordeal. In a final act of desperation, she threw herself in front of the oncoming vehicle, hoping against hope that someone would come to her aid.

The last memory Zarina could recall was being taken inside the car by the driver, and everything faded to black. When she woke up, she was surrounded by white walls, with machines humming softly in the background.

Zarina was brought back to reality when Draymond gently cupped her face. He sat beside her on the edge of the bed and wiped away her tears with his thumb, and his expression filled with concern.

"What's wrong, my love?" he asked softly, his hand caressing her face tenderly.

Zarina's lips formed a pout, and fresh tears welled up in her eyes. Draymond was again by her side, offering comfort and support when she felt lost and hopeless.