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."

I get

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

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

"Yes, I will do that. Thank

"Take care then."

more

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, what had caused me to

due to the breakfast I missed but I'd missed breakfast lots of time and left the house and not on

came

my face. Please, let this not be what I'm

he briefly glanced at

no. No. I'm fine.

a deep breath and made my way inside the

a smile

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

lowered his head and scribbled once more. When he looked up again, he was rising from his

While this might

God. I rubbed my sweaty palm on my

as I expected. In

be ready, latest, before the day runs out. You can hang around if you

wait," I

get some cupcakes and yogurt

returned to the hospital and went straight to Amie's

she had her eyes glued to a book. She was so

She beamed and dropped the book by

back her hair and pressed a kiss to her

What'd you get?" Her gaze fell on the takeout

and yogurt. I'm starving," I breathed as I lowered myself into the seat

she said as she

shrugged, still not very interested. I just bought

too."