Finally, Sarah seemed to hear Charles’s voice and turned to him and cried out, “Charles!”
Charles gritted his teeth and tried to bring the mad horse to a stop. He finally was able to reach over and grab the reins and started to control the horse
Charles was an experienced rider, with more than a decade of horse riding since high school. He thought he had good equestrian skills. Once he had control of the reins, he knew he could control the horse enough to keep Sarah safe, even if the horse was scared. However, the same moment he pulled back Sarah’s horse, the horse stamped on some explosive firecrackers again.
Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang, the small firecrackers exploded, frightened the horse again. The horse was about to start running off again, but Charles had control of the reins and stopped him, causing it to raise its front legs high into the air in protest neighing loudly.
Despite Sarah's effort to hold onto the saddle, she was thrown off the horse by its powerful movement. Terrified, she screamed. “Ah… Help me!”
Charles heard her cry out for help, her eyes wide open, “Sarah!” He screamed back as he saw Sarah losing her grip. Charles had never been so frightened before, he was more afraid of Sarah or the baby getting hurt than to lose his own life.
Charles had seen many people becoming disabled from falling off a horse and panicked at the thought of what could happen to Sarah if she fell. Disregarding everything else, he jumped off his horse to catch Sarah, who fell directly on top of him.
Though Sarah was not heavy, Charles got hurt on his back from jumping off the horse to save her life. Disregarding his pain, he held Sarah tightly as his body smashed onto the hard ground. If Sarah and the baby were okay, he didn't care about his own pain. The only thing that mattered right now was their safety.
Sarah was scared that she would die if she fell off and did not expect Charles to jump down to save her, risking his own life. Feeling a sense of relief when she felt Charles hold onto her, she grabbed onto him as if her life depended on him. At that moment, she realized that Charles really loved her and was willing to sacrifice himself for her. If that wasn't loved, what was that? Subconsciously, the two embraced each other tightly.
Charles stood up and grabbed her shoulder, “Sarah, Sarah, are you okay? Is the baby alright? How are you feeling?” he asked with extreme concern.
Seeing his pale face, Sarah finally felt how much he really loved her. She couldn’t help but start to cry.
Seeing her cry, Charles became even more anxious and asked, “Did something happen to you? What is wrong? I’ll take you to the hospital right away!”
Sarah shook her head and said, “I’m okay, just moved from what you just did. You saved my life. I didn’t expect that you loved me that much. Charles, I never thought that you care about me that much!”
Charles paused for a while, he understood what she was saying. When he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his spine and had to close his eyes.
Sarah also tried to calm him down and said, “I’m okay, Charles, really! Just let them take care of you first, don’t worry about me!”
But Charles couldn't help worrying about her and kept insisting for her to be seen before him until the door to the emergency room closed and he pleaded couldn't be heard any longer. Once the door was locked, Sarah was standing on the outside of the room in a silent hallway, and slowly started to come back to her own reality.
She felt so relieved that Charles was finally attended to, but as she relaxed her stressful body, she started to feel tremendous pain in her stomach. It felt like something was tugging at her stomach, and as if her insides were to fall out anytime. She covered her stomach with both hands and slid slowly to the ground, leaning against the wall.
Everyone started to look at her in surprise, and the nurses came running to help her, shouting. “Mrs. Thomas, Mrs. Thomas!”
Sarah's face was pale as she curled up in agonizing pain, she could barely speak. Suddenly she noticed that blood was running down her leg. Although it was not much blood, it was bright red, shocking her to the core. She froze at realizing what was happening, staring down on her legs with eyes wide open.
One of the female doctors glanced at her and immediately knew what was going on. She jumped up and shouted, “Oh my god, are you pregnant? Why didn’t nobody tell me that she's pregnant? Nurses, quick, prepare the room! She is having a miscarriage. Hurry up!”
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