Chapter 45

"Do you want to make steak or fried chicken?" She asked, looking at the options inside the fridge.

"Do we have potatoes, bacon, and cheddar for me to make a side for the steak?" He asked back, sitting on one of the stools near the central counter in the kitchen.

"Yes, we do. And there's barbecue sauce. It's going to be... Harry, I don't feel..." She spoke with a weak voice, not finishing the sentence and collapsing in front of the closed refrigerator.

Harry jumped off the stool and crouched beside her, seeing her eyes closed, lips turning purple, her body sprawled on the floor, unresponsive to his touch. The young man's heart felt like it was in his throat, struggling to escape through his mouth, beating so strongly. He couldn't think straight, seeing the woman with whom he wanted to build a future in such a state. Of course, it might be nothing serious, but fear only allowed him to envision the worst, especially with the history of losses he had in life.

"Kath? Kath?" He called ou