A Wedding Night Gone Terribly Wrong novel Chapter 197

It was so dark!

So brutally cold!

She felt like she had been shoved inside a sealed jar.

She couldn't sink, couldn't float.

Her body was wedged into a suffocating, impossibly narrow space.

She hit walls when she reached out, touched the bottom when she kicked. Her freedom was completely stripped away, her very dignity toyed with by the people who had tried to destroy her.

She desperately wanted to stretch her arms, her muscles screaming from being curled up so tightly.

She wanted to straighten her legs, to find just an inch of space to stand and rest. She had been trapped for so long. She was so tired.

She tried to breathe, but the air in the sealed space was agonizingly thin. Her lungs burned.

She thrashed, screamed, and sobbed.

She wanted to break out, to rip her freedom back.

But... no matter how hard she fought, it was useless.

Crash—

A deafening roar erupted in her ears as the vessel she was trapped in plummeted, hitting the water with a violent splash.

Two forms of death had locked their jaws around her: suffocation and drowning...

"Ahhh!"

Winifred jolted awake from the nightmare.

She instantly scrambled into a defensive crouch on the bed, breathing heavily, pulling her knees in, fists clenched, ready to fight for her life.

Sweat-soaked hair clung to her pale face.

Heart pounding, she scanned her surroundings.

In front of her was a stark white wall with a flat-screen TV playing an episode of The Crown.

Below the TV, dark tiles lined the floor.

Blank white walls boxed her in on both sides.

She was sitting on a metal hospital bed, tangled in crisp white sheets.

As she caught her breath, a female doctor in a white coat walked in, holding a clipboard.

Two nurses trailed closely behind her.

She had become a supermom, pushing herself beyond human limits, doing whatever it took to survive.

So, the doctor's diagnosis was old news. She just nodded along.

But what shocked her was the fact that she had randomly passed out while hunting Arthur down.

That shouldn't have happened...

She tapped the side of her head.

The two police officers stepped forward. One of them spoke.

"Last night, you collapsed outside a farmhouse on Solis Hill. An elderly man woke up to check on some commotion with his chickens, found you, and called it in."

So she was brought to the hospital in a police cruiser?

She had absolutely zero memory of that.

"Thank you so much," Winifred said sincerely, bowing her head from her seated position.

She felt terrible for inconveniencing them. Now that she was fine, the officers could head back and rest.

"I really appreciate it," she added, managing a grateful smile through her cracked lips.