Chapter 1591

Willow pounded on the door a few times, but it was too solid to break down. The heat from the door instantly burned her hands red. She coughed several times. "Is anyone out there? Open the door!" The weather had been extremely dry lately, and that night's strong winds made the fire impossible to control. Willow knew that if this continued, she would either burn or suffocate. Without wasting any time, she rushed to the bathroom to find a cloth she could soak and cover her face with. To her horror, the water was not running. The fire grew stronger, consuming the curtains and bedding. Willow kept coughing. She tried covering her mouth and nose with her hands, but it barely helped. Amid the roaring flames, a hazy memory flashed through her mind. In it, she was also surrounded by fire. She had been clutching a phone desperately as if she were begging someone for help, but they never came. "Ms. Sanford, are you in there?" Suddenly, someone was banging on the door. Willow rushed