ALIYAH
The sight that greeted me was enough to make my blood run cold. The queen mother, unconscious, slumped on the floor. My mouth went dry as the memories of my grandmother Estelle’s lifeless body invaded my thoughts. I wasn’t able to help her as I was shocked by her real form.
I didn't want history to repeat itself. This time, I needed to help and control my panic. I couldn’t stand idly by while someone was suffering.
So, I rushed to the unconscious woman and kneeled down beside her. My hands shook violently as I checked for her pulse. “She’s not breathing,” I said, gazing at Ashton. “She needs CPR.”
I was about to press my hands against her chest when Ashton’s father grabbed my arm. “Stay away from her, slave. You have no right to interfere in such a dangerous situation!"
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