"Daniel, my heart hurts a little. Can you take me to the hospital?" I clutched my chest, speaking weakly into the phone.

"Jenny, I still have a few clients to deal with at the company. Could you go on your own for now? I'll come find you when I'm done," Daniel's tired voice came from the other end of the line.

"Alright, just don't overwork yourself," I replied softly, trying to suppress the pain radiating from my heart.

"Okay."

I hailed a cab to the hospital.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't hurt, but thinking that Daniel was only this busy because he was helping me manage...