Phillip's POV
I can't believe anyone would want to hurt Anne! She's such an amazing person, and just because she looks different and does different things than most, that doesn't make her any less of a person. I quickly reached out to authorities to make sure they knew about my discovery, and then I headed back to the hospital to see if Anne had made any progress.

When I reached the hospital, the nurse told me that Anne seemed to be doing better. Ever since I sang to her, she had significantly improved!

I make my way back to Anne, and even though she's improving, my heart still breaks to see her uncomfortable and in pain. I just wish there was something I could do.

I go to Anne's bedside as I did the night before, and I just sit there, holding her hand and being there for her. Suddenly, I feel both of her hands moving in mine, and then, I slowly see her beautiful brown eyes fluttering open.

"Anne?" I ask, my eyes trying to hold back tears. "Hi" she says with a raspy voice. At that point, I can't take it anymore. I lean in and kiss Anne, just like she did with me. After a few seconds, we part, and I see Anne smiling right at me.

"You're okay." I smile widely.

"Oh, of course I am, Phillip. You underestimate me." She murmurs.

"I won't again. I'm so glad you're alright."

"So am I. After all, we just got engaged. I can't die before ever being married."

"Well, we have a wedding to plan. But first, let's have the doctors check up on you."

"Alright, Phillip. We can do that. By the way, do you know what caused me to fall?"

"Umm..." Should I tell her? Do I not? Is it a bad idea to lie to her? "No one knows yet, Anne."

"Okay..?"

The doctor comes in to check on Anne, and he says that she should be good to head out the next day. I was going to spend the night here with Anne, and tomorrow we would return home.

Anne's POV (time skip to the next day)
I don't think both Phillip and I got any sleep last night. We spent the entire night just cuddling and whispering to each other how much we love one another.

After I finally get discharged from the hospital, Phillip and I head home to our house. I remember how excited we were when we first bought it. We had been thinking about all the people we would have over (I was really thinking about the future family I hoped to someday have) and so we eventually stumbled upon this really nice place with lots of room in it for the both of us.

The next day, after Phillip practically forced me to stay home to "rest my body", I snuck out. Not that I like lying to him about where I am, I just wanted to take a look at the ropes for myself. I sneakily make my way to my ropes, and what I see is horrific. The ropes were cut with a knife. "Wait, what's this?" I saw a note next to the ropes. It said "reminder: come over daily and investigate the ropes (intentional cutting)". Wait, I recognize this handwriting. It was Phillip's!!!! An anger brews inside of me. I don't care if I get caught by Phillip at this point. I couldn't believe that he kept this from me. I was literally going to MURDER him!!!