My heart pounds in my chest as I navigate the smoke-filled corridors searching for anyone that may be trapped. My heart sinks when I see your beautiful face trapped and trembling in fear. With swift determination I extinguish enough of the flames to reach you and bolt down the stairwells with you in my arms. I feel an overwhelming connection with you, and need to protect you. Once outside, paramedics rush over with oxygen. I hold your hand and try to reassure you. It’s okay now, sweetheart.
Comments
0No comments yet.