Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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Separated Again

(Winona)

The stillness in the room is deafening, every second stretching out unbearably as I lean over Abby. She isn't breathing but I can hear a slow, faint heartbeat in my ear as I press it to her chest.

"Call 911!" I cry out as I prepare to get some breaths into Abby. I'm too scared to try compressions as it may do more damage than help.

Phillip's voice breaks through my fog of panic. I'm on it, calling them now!" His voice is laced with

urgency.

"Tell them she's under Dr. Green at St. Michael's hospital. She needs to

go there."

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His words tumble out as he speaks. "Yes, it's an emergency. My daughter, she's... she's not breathing and she just had heart surgery two months ago. We need an ambulance now!"

I hear him recounting details of the hospital and doctor. He tells them what I'm doing. I'm giving her gentle but regular breaths. Please let it help.

Anne talks now. "I'm calling Sheila Hobbs."

Abby's lungs, Phillip kneels beside

my back, trying to offer comfort. "Just keep going. Winona. You're doing exactly what she needs." Thank

call, slipping the phone back into her pocket

be here as fast as

each beat echoing the terror

whisper between breaths, my voice cracking Phillip's voice is soft but firm as he tries to soothe Abby, who remains frighteningly still. "Hey, kiddo, you've got to come back to us, okay?

finally penetrates around me, a sound I've

burst through the door, their presence a blur of motion as they took over, their professionalism

assess Abby's condition. One of them, a seasoned professional with a calm demeanor, sets up

to us, his voice steady despite the urgency of

You sure did well

movement with intense focus. "Will she be okay?" His voice cracks slightly, the fear apparent despite

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his stride, nods reassuringly at Phillip. "We're doing everything we can right now. This will help her

the ventilator, his eyes flicking to

heartbeat is slow and

partner, a younger woman with quick, efficient movements, pulls out her phone to communicate with the hospital. I'm calling Dr. Green," she announces, her tone professional as she

Joseph here with a very faint heartbeat and breathing with assistance only. What are your

voice lowers, the conversation with Dr. Green turning into a muffled. exchange that leaves me anxiously trying to pick up any piece of

back to us, her expression slightly more relaxed. "Dr. Green is readying his team for her arrival. We need

paramedics work with a well-oiled efficiency. They secure Abby onto the stretcher, the ventilator still attached, ensuring she receives continuous

uncontrollably and

a blanket around me. "You got