"Ms. Morris, I went to Anne first. Please don't take it out on her..."
"Stop! Don't you dare call me that, you..."
Jonathan's words were cut short by Nishay's rasping voice. Before she could finish, she clutched her chest, her face contorting in pain as she staggered, bracing herself against the wall.
"Grandma! Grandma, what's happening?"
Anneliese turned ghostly pale, fear rooting her to the spot for a heartbeat before she rushed forward.
But Jonathan moved quicker. He stepped forward, lifting the frail woman effortlessly into his arms, his voice calm but firm as he addressed the panicked Anneliese.
"Get the medication."
Nishay's eyelids squeezed tight, beads of cold sweat forming on her furrowed brow. Anneliese's mind spun, the sudden terror knocking the air out of her lungs.
Jonathan's command pulled her back. She clenched her jaw, forcing her trembling hands into Nishay's pockets.
"No... Grandma didn't bring her meds..."
Her voice quavered. Jonathan strode purposefully toward the elevator, and Anneliese hurried to keep pace, pressing the top-floor button repeatedly.
The elevator had already started moving, but she jabbed at the button relentlessly.
Jonathan noticed her reddened fingertip and frowned slightly, his voice softening.
"She'll be fine. Remember the number I gave you? Call it now."
The reminder sparked her memory. Jonathan had arranged an on-call doctor for emergencies, just in case.
She scrambled for her phone and dialed quickly. It connected immediately. A calm, professional middle-aged woman answered, clearly already aware of who was calling.
"Mrs. Fullbuster? Is your grandma having a problem?"
"My grandma is unwell and agitated. Can you—"
"I'm on my way."
The doctor didn't even wait for the explanation to finish.
The elevator doors opened at the top floor. Anneliese darted to unlock the door; Jonathan followed closely behind.
They entered one after another. Jonathan turned slightly toward Anneliese.
"Leave it open. The doctor will arrive any second."
Hearing the commotion, Jessica had opened her door and saw Jonathan carrying Nishay. She gasped and hurried over.
"What happened?"


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