How she wanted to escape. But as she bled more and more from her lower abdomen, her body grew weaker. Coupled with the contractions, she couldn't move at all.
When she looked back again, the flames were climbing up the wooden staircase, gradually spreading toward the kitchen.
The air grew hotter and hotter.
"COUGH! COUGH! COUGH..." She broke into an uncontrollable coughing fit. She couldn't afford to just sit there anymore. 'No matter how much it hurts, I have to crawl out of here!'
The moment she turned, the old-fashioned crystal chandelier on the living room ceiling suddenly came crashing down, landing right on her left shoulder, of all places.
"Ahhh—" Ivy Tanner screamed. It felt as if her left arm had been hacked off, the pain so intense she was about to pass out.
