⭒The Middle Aged Woman

She slowly turned the body....Her heart was on her throat while she could hardly breath from suspense. She discover that it was a woman nearly forty to forty five years old

The middle aged woman was alive. She watch the the rise and fall of her chest. She was able to let go a huge sigh of relief knowing that she was still alive and merely unconscious from the sudden attack of the wild animal that she might not have expected to sprung and attack suddenly, leaving her no time to prepare.

Her breathing was deep and even in her sleep a sigh filled with distress escape from her mouth. Poor woman, Angelica Marie thought as she lifted the woman's head to her lap. She wondered what could have happened to her if she hadn't arrived on time to save her from her attacker or if she turned a blind eye from the agonizing scream she heard when she was on her way to Castillo Amore.