"What's wrong," I asked her."This room. It's too small." For what?"She gave me 'the look'. "The bed," as if that answered the question.I looked at the...bed in question. "OK?" Max, you can't sleep the four of us in that tiny bed."Something clattered on the deck behind me. I looked and there was a maintenance worker with a slightly shocked look on her face with a tool on the deck at her feet. She was looking at me, to Anna, to Mari and Katherine who were standing in the passage sipping their. My name is Rahul and I am basically from Mangalore. One day like usually I was going through my tinder account I came across this girl’s profile, her name is Rhea. She was an average looking girl. We both started chatting through tinder and soon became close and we even exchanged numbers. We started chatting even more now through WhatsApp. The conversation shifted to a naughty side as days passed and one day she asked me, what’s your wildest fantasy? I replied my wildest fantasy is to get. Shetook off my wig and ran her fingers through my hair. She said thatnatural hair was so much better and my hair was thick enough that theycould give me a really cute short style. I could tell that she wasselling it a little, but it would be nice to not have to wear a wig. Iasked her what she thought I should get, and she said a cute bob wouldlook great on me. I told her that I would and she went to see if anystylist was available. Stephanie came back and said that Gloria wasavailable and. I checked her pulse and found none.I dropped her onto her back and began CPR. She coughed and came to.“Mick! Baby.” She mumbled.“The babies are fine Renee. Stay with me.”“No. This baby.”She put her hand on her stomach and I almost panicked. I was going to start yelling for help but heard the sirens approaching. I looked at Helen and she was still out, so I returned my efforts to Renee. She was breathing, but unconscious. I had slowed the bleeding and done CPR and then it hit me that she might.