I'll Never Leave Him

Santiago managed to call for an ambulance, relaying the emergency details with urgency. Lola hovered in the doorway, her face ashen, whispering prayers under her breath.

Within minutes, the sound of sirens pierced the night, and paramedics stormed into the estate. They assessed Romero quickly, lifting him onto a stretcher. Pablo followed close behind as they wheeled him to the ambulance, his heart pounding in his chest.

As they arrived at the hospital, Romero was rushed into the emergency room, and the doors slammed shut, leaving Pablo and Santiago standing helplessly in the hallway. Pablo leaned against the wall, his hands clasped tightly together in a silent prayer.

“What could’ve caused this?” Pablo muttered, turning to Santiago. “Are you sure there was nothing unusual in his meal?”

Santiago shook his head, his voice trembling. “No, sir. It was just roasted chicken and vegetables. I prepared it myself, the same way I always do.”