C33 Take off Your Clothes!

As Mrs. Zeller teetered on the brink of collapsing, Blaine rushed to her side, steadying her trembling form. Her cheeks were ashen, her eyes barely open, betraying her frailty.

"Blaine, I feel dizzy. Please, help me to my room to rest," Mrs. Zeller whispered, her once firm voice now a faint whisper.

With care, Blaine escorted her to the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed