Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

"Hello, miss, are you okay?"

The voice drifted in from a distance, it sounded far away....

Then another, closer this time. "Oh God. I don't think we should keep hoping she'd wake up, call 911..." it was a woman's voice and it tinged with great concern.

"Miss, please wake u-"

"That's it! I'm calling 911."

911 for what? I wondered as my eyes open.

Just as the man's face came into focus, he gasped, "Oh, she's awake!"

I blinked at him. I remembered his face. Back when I waited for the line to reach my turn, he had a bored expression on as he attended to the bank's customers. Now, he was beaming! "Oh thank goodness."

Bank. Omg! I'm at the bank. My deposit.

I tried to rise to a sitting position but the man was immediately by my side, helping me.

"Thank you." My voice came out husky so I cleared my throat.

"Are you okay?" I turned to my side to see all of them hovering around me.

"I'm fine. Thank you."

"Great! Now, can you attend to the rest of us that didn't pass out?"

Some of the people expressed how cruel the man was for not caring if I'd wake up or not.

"What happened?" I asked as someone helped me to my feet and handed me my back.

"The cashier was attending to you when you suddenly fell. We rushed to you and saw that you had passed out."

what I get for skipping

you," I thanked them all for their concern and apologized to the ones who kept soliloquizing

lady said as she eyed the man who was grumbling about a disrupted schedule. She then turned to me with a kind smile. "I think you should go to the hospital and return to do whatever you have to do here some other day, dear.

will

"Take care then."

thanked her one more

across the bank. I was sure they sold more than coffee. I could get a muffin or bagel but none of them appealed to me. Nothing appealed to me yet I was starving. I decided to go straight to the hospital first. Perhaps,

missed but I'd missed breakfast lots of time and left the house and not on any of those occassion

came on at

face. Please, let this not be what

as he briefly glanced at me

I'm

deep breath and made

doctor looked up with a smile as I

"Good morning," I returned. I clasped my palm together and started

he lowered his head and scribbled once more. When

on you. While this might be good news, it might

God. I rubbed my sweaty palm

as much time as I expected. In

the day

I

to get some cupcakes and

I returned to the hospital and

And she had her eyes glued to a book. She was so immersed in it that

beamed and dropped

kiss to

What'd you get?" Her

yogurt. I'm starving," I breathed as I lowered myself

she said as

should be," I shrugged, still not very interested. I just bought

too."