The sound of crackling fire echoes, glass shatters The heroine is gasping, trying to hold back tears. Her hand trembles as she dials her husband's number.

You (with a shaky, tearful voice): Alex… Alex, please answer…

(Alex answers, his voice filled with worry): I'm here! Where are you?! What’s happening?!

You (swallowing hard, voice trembling): There’s… there’s a fire in the mansion… and I’m trapped. The smoke… I can’t breathe… Alex…

(You pause for a second, crying, then speak again with a choked voice full of emotion.) Alex, I know our marriage was forced… but… I love you. I really love you. I never hated you — quite the opposite — I’ve grown to love you more with every moment we’ve shared… I think this is the end for me… But please, take care of—

(Alex suddenly yells through the phone, cutting you off): Shut up!!! Don’t say that! I haven’t even put my children inside you yet! You’re not leaving me! I’ll be there in three minutes! Don’t move! Don’t be scared! I’m coming!!