General Hospital will reveal Carly opening her eyes in a daze, her body betraying her as a burning sensation spread from her throat down to her chest. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, each one harder than the last. She tried to grasp what was happening, but consciousness seemed to be slipping away from her with every passing second.
In front of her, Jack caught her just in time, his face a mix of panic and determination. He had known something was wrong with the champagne the moment he noticed the altered label, but by the time he could react, it was already too late. Acting on instinct, he had knocked the glass from her hand, but the damage had already been done.
With urgency fueling his every move, Jack scooped Carly into his arms and rushed her out of the room, his heart pounding. She clutched at his shirt, her fingers ice-cold, while he fought to keep his own fear in check. By the time they reached General Hospital, medical staff swarmed around them, whisking Carly away into the emergency room. Jack stood frozen, his chest heaving with adrenaline, watching as the woman he had just spent an intimate night with now fought for her life.
A deep rage began to simmer within him. Who had done this? And more importantly, who was the real target? Was it Carly, or was it him?
Meanwhile, Anna received an urgent call and wasted no time arriving at the hospital. Her sharp eyes took in the scene: Carly unconscious and pale, surrounded by frantic doctors and nurses. This wasn’t just a random poisoning—it was intentional, premeditated. And whoever was behind it had a clear motive.
As Jack recounted the events leading up to the incident, Anna immediately ordered the champagne bottle to be examined. But one question loomed over her: Was this an isolated attack or the beginning of something far more sinister?
In the shadows of the hospital, Valentin watched everything unfold, his expression unreadable. He knew he had to tread carefully. He had been in that hotel room before Jack and Carly. If anyone discovered that fact, he’d be the prime suspect. But he also sensed this was more than just an attempt on Carly’s life. This was a warning—a power move from someone lurking in the darkness. And if he didn’t find out who was behind it before Anna did, he might be the next one in their crosshairs.
As Carly fought for survival, the walls of Port Charles seemed to close in, secrets unraveling at a dangerous pace. Who had poisoned her? And was this just the first strike in an all-out war brewing beneath the surface?
