Jake Abbot
“Win?” I rushed to her before she collapsed. I lowered her to the floor gently as I held her against my chest. Her eyes rolled back into her head.
“Call an ambulance,” I yelled. Wyatt and Sydney rushed into the kitchen.
“What the hell happened?” Sydney exclaimed, kneeling beside me.
“I don’t know. She was looking at her phone, and then she collapsed.” I exhaled. Worry twisted my chest, and I was having a hard time taking in a breath.
Wyatt was on the phone and Sydney scrambled to Winter’s phone, which was dropped after she collapsed. I was more worried about her hitting her head again than her phone.
“Paramedics are on their way,” Wyatt announced, kneeling. I wasn’t letting her go. When I heard the sirens of the ambulance, I lifted Winter and carried her through the house
