The Night I Learned That Love Should Never Have to Be Begged For

Elaina Mercer never imagined that the most frightening night of her life would begin in the middle of her own kitchen.

The first wave of pain struck just after six o’clock.

One moment, she was pouring herself a glass of water in the comfortable home she shared with her husband on the outskirts of Asheville, North Carolina. The next, the glass slipped from her fingers and shattered across the floor.