Chapter 62 Eric, I've Come to Be with You

The pain in Elaine's chest was growing worse by the second. Pale and trembling, she pressed her palm against the door and weakly knocked on it. Footsteps sounded outside, pausing for only a moment before fading away. Someone had come, and then they had left. She wasn't sure whether it was Skylar or someone else. All she knew was that the moment those footsteps disappeared, the last trace of hope drained from her body. She could no longer stand. With what little strength she had left, Elaine turned and began crawling toward the coffee table. She had left her phone there when she rushed to the door to beg for help. It wasn't even 30 feet away, but it took her nearly ten minutes to drag herself across the floor. The pain in her chest was sharp and sudden, as if something inside her had burst. Her fingers clawed at the carpet while she inched forward. Acid and blood kept rising in her throat, spilling from her lips. She was so close. Her fingers had brushed the phone, but her vision