8

He peered at his wrist. It was going to be ten minutes past to leave her. He excused himself and trotted toward his room. It was taking much more time than required. He thought to saunter toward his room. He did not want to leave the party as his guests were stopping him to congratulate him on this important day.

Receiving greetings, and blessings from his guests, he paced ahead meanwhile his phone buzzed in his pocket. He took it out of his pocket and glanced at the display. It assured him something was definitely wrong.

Did she try to run? He thought.

When he got the name of Mark on the display. Immediately, He raised it up to his ear and trotted toward his room.

"Did you call the doctor? "He asked and disconnected it as he jostled it back in his pocket.

He reached the door of his room. She was lying on the bed, her heels were jutted out on the bed and hanging. He slid his one hand under her back and second under her thighs, "What happened