#Chapter 221: Panic Attack

Fear tremored through me, starting within my heart and quickly spreading outwards to the tips of my fingers. Asher collected me into his arms, but that didn’t stop my trembling. It was too severe this time. The fear too real. Joseph was everywhere. He would stop at nothing to hurt me, however he could. “It’s okay,” Asher whispered in my ear. How much I wanted to believe him! But even under Asher’s watchful eye, Joseph had gotten close to pass me these threatening notes. I didn’t know if I would ever feel safe again. At once, my stomach clenched fiercely. I doubled over, clutching my waist. “Cynthia?” Aimee and Nicole rushed closer. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t tell them what was wrong. Pain. So much pain. “Ash-er,” I grunted and collapsed. He pulled me up into a bridal carry. “Should we call an ambulance?” Aimee asked. She sounded panicked. “Too slow,” Asher said, voice tight. “I’ll take her to the hospital myself.” He started running. The pain pulled me in and out of con