I'll return to other stories eventually. I have been wanting to write this one for a while. Please keep in mind, this is an emotionally rough time for me as my father died in August. It is not going to be easy to write at times.

Lila Archer is stabbed and the name, "Spencer," is last thing she says before falling into a coma. Her assistant Jackie Corel is determined to find out more and bring this person to her bedside to wake Lila up.

Lila's Lost Love

"There is not enough milk in this cortado," Lila said dismissively. "Get me another one."

This was going to be Lila's third. The first one wasn't hot enough, the second one had too much milk. They were waiting on a park bench for Sean to appear with their picnic lunch. Jackie sighed inwardly and did as instructed.

She watched her boss as she waited. Jackie had been working for her for three weeks and the job had already proved to be exhausting. Running from her tiny apartment to squash a spider. Organizing her art collection three different ways ranging from height to color. She felt icky texting Sean messages while her manicure was drying. Her arm grew tired from using a selfie stick constantly.

Jackie placed her order and waited. Lila was her third actor. At twenty-six, people asked why she did this for a living. Jackie's reply was simple, it was a dirty job and somebody had to do it. Lila Archer may be driving her crazy but she won't drag her down.

She glanced over her shoulder and saw something was off. Lila was laying on her side. Forgetting the drink, Jackie ran outside.

Lila was dressed incognito in a t-shirt, jeans, and ballcap. She was holding her stomach as she laid on her side. Blood was oozing out rapidly.

"HELP!" Jackie screamed as she approached her boss. "HELP!"

She wondered what happened to her security team as she dialed nine-one-one.

"Lacy," Lila murmured. "Lacy, it's okay."

Lacy was the name of Lila's previous assistant. She ignored the comment and waited on the line.

"Lila Archer has been stabbed in the stomach in Williams Park by the Hugo Café," she said.

"Stay on the line, EMTs will be there shortly," the dispatcher said. "Try to put pressure on the wound."

Lila's eyes closed as Jackie used her hand push on the wound.

"Lacy, it's okay. Spencer will save me," she said. "He's my angel. He'll save me."

"Lila save your breath," she said urgently. "You're going to be okay."

"Spencer," she said almost peacefully. "Spencer will know what to do."

She then passed out.

"Lila!" she cried.

There was the sound of sirens as EMTs swarmed the scene. She was nudged aside and the medics began to work on her. Jackie took a few dizzy steps away.

"Who is Spencer?" she thought numbly.