Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

such close friends. After all, in a pinch, they could be each other's lifelines.

Back in high school, Chloe and Linda had made a pact to donate blood together. The staff at the time had even joked about their uncanny connection, saying it was fate that brought them together. It was a rare coincidence, they noted, and a good thing they could become Chloe had laughed, "We're not just best friends, we're each other's emergency kits." Linda had been thrilled, replying, "Maybe destiny had plans for us, Chloe. We're bound for life."

Chloe had thought it was all just a lighthearted moment. She never imagined the day would come when it really mattered.

As Chloe was about to step inside the hospital room, Connor caught her arm. "I can find someone with the same blood type quickly. We don't need your blood."

Chloe looked back at him, reassuringly, "Don't worry. I know my limits. I'm just going in to help out."

After Chloe entered, Connor started making calls to rally everyone in Riverbrook with the matching blood type to

drawn for testing, and sure enough, it was a match. She was laid down on a hospital bed to give blood. Right next to her was Linda, who was in the middle of surgery-two surgeries, actually. One to remove a bullet

Linda was conscious, but despite the numbing, she felt intense pain everywhere her chest, her stomach, her whole body ached. She was weak, her vision blurred, but her mind was clear. She knew the

the doctors. Her baby was in distress, severely lacking oxygen, and a cesarean was the only option. Despite her pain, her main concern was her child. "How's my baby... my baby..." she whispered, her voice as faint as a Whisper in

ve

A nurse approached her, "Ms. Chloe, please stay here a bit. We've contacted other hospitals, and blood packs are on their way. Volunteers are coming too, but

pressing her arm where the needle had been, "Take whatever you need,

next room,

Linda's heart rate spiked, and her oxygen levels