"She ain't dead yet."
"Well, she ain't dead, but she ain't far off."
"Do I need to hit her again?"
"Don't stir up more trouble. We can pass this off as an accident. Can't give anyone a reason to pin this on us. Especially can't let the lady get dragged into this."
"Get outta here, someone's coming."
Hannah listened. She wanted to get a look at the two men talking, but she just couldn't open her eyes. The voices started to fade. After a bit, she thought she heard voices again.
"Mr. Jarvis, Mr. Jarvis!"
"Get Mr. Jarvis on the ambulance, quick."
"There's someone else here."
"Quick, we need to help them."
It wasn't long before Hannah vaguely heard the sound of an ambulance. She could feel a lot of people around her, talking.
"Her leg is caught and she's bleeding a lot. We can't just pull her out."
"Are the firefighters here yet?"
"We need to cut the pole that's trapping her to get her out."
"Firefighters are on their way. They'll be here soon."
How soon was that? Hannah had no idea. All she knew was that the voices around her were getting quieter and quieter. Slowly, it seemed like the whole world was quieting down. She fell into endless darkness.
In her haze, she thought she saw two people in the depths of the darkness. They were holding each other tightly. She tried to speak, hoping they could help her. But then they turned to look at her. A beam of light shone on their faces. She saw them clearly. Both faces were all too familiar.
The man's face belonged to someone she had lived with for years. They were once husband and wife in the eyes of the law. But at this moment, he was holding another woman, looking at Hannah with disdain.
The other face, she knew it well too. For five or six years, she had been a stand-in for the face. Though she didn't think they looked alike, she remembered it vividly, deep in her heart. The owner of that face was laughing at her, mocking her for being foolish and being hopelessly in love. Mocking her for not being able to win Steven's heart, no matter how long they were together. As soon as the owner of that face came back, Steven had divorced her and run into the arms of another woman.
"Hannah, do you want to have my baby?" It sounded like Steven's voice again. His voice was so cold and heartless.
"You're not worth it." Hannah said.
"Hannah, do you know when I like you the most?" Steven said, "When you serve me like a pet, that's when I like you the most."
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