The car stopped right in front of the mansion's main door. Nathan hurriedly got out and opened the door for Elena, who looked pale and tired. Tamara also got out immediately, helping to guide Elena's children, who were asleep in the car.

"Come on, slowly," said Nathan, holding Elena's hand.

Elena nodded, but before she could step inside the house, her body suddenly bent over.

“Ahh!” she cried, holding her stomach. “My stomach… Nathan, it hurts…!”

Nathan panicked immediately. “Honey? Honey! What’s wrong?”

Tamara quickly caught Elena’s body before she fell. “Oh my God, El! What’s wrong?”

“My stomach hurts so badly, like it’s being stabbed… this is different… this...