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I’m so dizzy, I can’t focus.

Maybe, if I just lay down for a moment, the air will clear.

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NADIA

I’m not sure what startles me awake.

But, the bed is cold where Roman is supposed to be.

Where is he?

Finding my robe, I find myself moving to the kitchen.

Usually, he’s up and has coffee made before I get here. The machine is empty and dry.

What the heck?

It takes me a little while to track down my phone, and when I do, it’s showing three missed calls from an unknown number.

Two of those, they left a message.

“This is for Mrs. Nadia Petrov. Your husband is currently at General Medical, but is being transferred soon. Please contact us as soon as possible.” It’s a woman’s voice, and she sounds genuinely irritated in the second recording.

A cold sweat covers my body and a chill works down my spine.

Hospital?

He’s hurt?

I hit redial, and pace until someone picks up.

It only takes three people transferring me before I hear the same sounding person from the messages on the other end.

“Oh, yes. Mrs. Petrov, your husband is actually being transferred right now.” Her nasally tone is starting to grate on my nerves.

“Where? What happened? Is he okay?” I’m frantic to get some answers.

“He was involved in a building fire and has suffered some smoke inhalation. He’s being transferred to the Las Vegas Jail for processing.” She clips her words, like she’s trying to hurry.

“Wait, jail? Why?” My head is spinning.

He was just here, now he’s being locked up?

“I don’t have that information, you’ll have to call their office to find out more.” The line goes quiet.

That bitch just hung up on me after dropping that kind of news?

In a flurry, I grab clothes, my purse, my phone, and anything else I can think of.

How did this all happen?

My fingers fly over the search function as I climb in my car.

I don’t even know where I’m going, but I have to go somewhere.

“Rochelle? I need help.” I can count on her.

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