Domingo lifted her to his arms. As he was about to leave the room, one of the servants ran in, fear etched across his face.

He had heard the noise from outside.

“Is she okay?” He asked, trying to take a glimpse of Renata’s face.

“Get the doctor,” Domingo said, leaving the room with Renata in his arms.

The servant did as he was instructed. The doctor was contacted. Dr. Kevin was a resident doctor who only left the boathouse during weekends.

“Will she be okay?” Domingo looked ...