A/N- Chapter twenty-two is of two P.O.V's or rather two parts and will be 1000+ words.
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If fear alters behavior, you're already defeated.
-Brenda Hammond.

Ashley's P.O.V.

"This is 911, and what's your emergency?" The speaker on the other end asked.
"Ermm... My boyfriend... No, my fiancé... Actually my husband." I rambled in fear as tears dripped down my eyes.

What if I end up losing Greg? I can't lose him. He's all I have.

"Miss I will like you to calm down. We can't help you if you're aren't sure of what to say." The speaker said, probably used to panicky types like me.
"My fiancé fainted and his pulse is very low." I finally said, after taking huge breathers.

"Is he hypertensive Ma'am?" The speaker questioned again.
"No, he isn't. He has chronic asthma." I touched Greg's palm and discovered it was getting colder.

Greg, please don't die.

"Can you please state your location?"
"Block 33 Oakwood villa, Greenville crescent," I stated while trying to warm Greg's palm with mine.
"The ambulance will be there in ten minutes. In the meantime, I will like it if you can wrap the with lots of blankets to keep warm. This will thereby prevent further complications. Also, I will like you to be calm, everything will be alright."
"Thanks so much. I'll do that right away." I went upstairs to get the blankets as the dispatcher still stayed on the line.

After wrapping Greg up, it wasn't long I heard the siren of the ambulance. I whispered a short prayer to God.

God if you keep Greg alive for me. I promise that never again will I hold a grudge against anyone.

The ambulance attendants rushed into my house with a stretcher and tried heaving Greg on it. They were asking me a series of questions.

"Where was he when it happened?" The head attendant asked me.
"He was outside my house," I said, bowing my head in shame.
"When did you find him? and also who are you to him?"
"I found him by few minutes passed 3:00 am, and he was already heaving when I saw him. I am his fiancée."
"Will you like to go to the hospital with us,? as I understand it's really traumatic to see your fiancé in such a situation." The head attendant said sympathetically.

If only he knew I caused this because of my stupidity and stubbornness.

"Yes, I will like to go with you. It will make me feel better if I am closer." I answered, entering the ambulance.

I noticed I was still on my flimsy nightgown when we were almost at the hospital.

Greg's life was more important than a flimsy nightgown.

Immediately we got to the hospital, Greg was rushed to the Intensive care unit. I was directed to stay in the waiting room.

I was on full panic mode, 'cause doctors and nurses rushed in and out of the room and none of them had a bright face on. After two hours of waiting, I was able to stop a doctor.

"How is he doing doctor?" I asked dreading the answer he will give.
"Who are you to him please?" He queried suspiciously.
"I am his fiancée," I said almost yelling.
"Well..." The doctor trailed.
"Well, what?" I said, urging him to go on.
"Honestly Ma'am, your fiancé isn't doing too well. His condition is very critical and what I will actually advise you is to pray to God for a miracle. Right now it's only him that can save him." The doctor walked away after saying this.

I broke down in tears while kneeling on the hospital floor. As I kept on crying, I noticed a hand rubbing my back soothingly trying to comfort me. I looked up and discovered an old woman.

"Hey, stop crying. Don't worry it's going to be fine." She said offering me tissues to wipe the snot and tears.

Definitely not attractive at all.

"Thanks so much."
"You're welcome, dear. Will you love to share what the problem is?" She smiled, patting my shoulder lovingly.

I hesitated a bit because let's be rational it's not easy to trust a total stranger with all about you. No matter how sweet or innocent they look.

"It's okay if you don't want to share. I totally understand your reluctance." She smiled looking totally approachable.

I need to unburden my heart and tell her.

"No ma'am, it's alright. I need to unburden my heart anyway and get a piece of good advice." I smiled sadly.

I started telling her about the whole issue with Greg and all that transpired between us. After telling her all of these things, I looked at her expectantly.

"You do know all things happen for a reason right?"
"Yes, I do. At least what happened now has proven to me how stupid I was not to forgive Greg."

"I wouldn't go as far as saying you're were stupid. You were only acting human. The saying 'to err is human but to forgive is divine," actually works in your situation so well. This incident reached out to your divine part to actually forgive Greg. Life has proven to be too short to hold grudges."

"Now I know that, but I just wish Greg's life wasn't at stake," I said sadly.
"Who said his life is at stake?" She smiled knowingly.
"The doctor said only a miracle can save him. I don't see one happening now."
"You want to know how a miracle happens?"
"Yeah... I will do anything right now for it to happen." I anxiously replied.
"It's actually a very simple thing. A miracle is a mixture of two ingredients called 'faith and believe' if you have those two things it's very easy. So do you believe?"
"Yes I do," I responded with great conviction.
"Then that's all. He'll soon be awake dear, so wipe your tears. You don't want to scare him back to coma." She joked and patted my shoulder.
"How do you know that?" I asked as she started standing up.
"It's called a miracle, and I believe in miracles 'cause I live them myself. My life is a walking miracle." She smiled and kept on walking.
"I'm sorry but I didn't get to know who you are?" I yelled again.
"I am your miracle and I tell you not to blow your chance away. Make it right as soon as possible." She finally turned away.

"Miss your fiancé is awake and he's asking of you. It's a miracle, and such has never happened before." The nurse said in excitement.

I looked down the long hallway to thank the woman, but all I saw was empty air. No matter how fast she walked it isn't possible she already left. Then I suddenly realized something, I think I just met an angel!

Thank you, Lord, for such a miracle. I will forever be grateful.

"I am sorry Greg, I still love and want to marry you. That's if you're are still interested." I said immediately I entered the room.

"I am sorry Ash for calling you a skank. Please forgive me.
I have registered in anger management class for my anger issues. Will you still marry me and be my plus one?"
"Do you even have to ask?" I said hugging him tightly.

He is finally going for anger management class for me. He is the best.

"Why are you on this nightgown Ash?" Greg grumbled when he noticed my appearance.
"It was either the nightgown or your life moron." I teased him.
"I think I would have picked my life on the line. Everyone is now staring at my fiancée." He pouted like a child.
"You wouldn't be saying that if you're still in a coma. I also think I met an angel!" I said happily, as I started narrating everything to him.

I'm so happy to have him back.

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