Ten Billion

"Hmm?"

Michael, who had just lit a cigarette, frowned as he stared at the second floor.

He could see Ella's body trembling.

Without hesitation, Michael rushed upstairs.

"Ella, what's wrong?" he asked, pushing the door open.

Ella, pale and visibly shaken, looked at Michael and shook her head weakly. "Michael, it's... it's nothing."

"Nothing? Your face says otherwise!"

"Michael, I... I just don't feel well."

"Don't feel well?"

Michael could...