Jessica returned to her bedroom after she gave a few instructions to Damon concerning the situation but since then her heart raced uncontrollably.
This seems to have become the case after receiving the troubling news that Elder Allen had been admitted to the hospital, she found it impossible to continue with her design work.
Her hands trembled, and her mind wandered. The inspiration she once had now seemed completely out of reach. Designing required peace and focus, but all she could feel was anxiety and restlessness.
Her heart pounded with worry, not knowing exactly what was happening at the hospital. Was the old man okay? Was his condition serious? Was he even conscious?
She paced the bedroom, wearing out the soft rug beneath her feet as her thoughts raced. She was torn between calling Alfred, the loyal butler, or trying to reach Elder Allen himself.
