52-Wrapped Around Her Finger

Norman:

"Well, I guess this time the Moon Goddess really wants you to stop bothering us," I said, pressing down on the gas. It was a long drive ahead, but I knew her injuries weren't life-threatening.

I had already arranged for doctors and nurses to be ready upon our arrival. Our family farmhouse was a beautiful place, rich with greenery and memories. After hours on the road, I finally pulled up to the house.

The ambulance, along with a team of medical staff, was already there.

"Take her inside," I instructed, adjusting my shirt. It was 8 a.m., and I hadn't slept a wink all night. Still, the serene morning weather was refreshing. I took a deep breath, letting myself relax for a moment as I watched the paramedics lift her onto a stretcher.

She looked so defeated, so alone. My small smile faded as I recalled the sound of her pained breathing, her voice heavy with sorrow.