Emily's POV ~

His grip on my hand sent a tingling sensation on my skin. His fingers wrapped around mine, offering a sense of comfort and security. His touch was warm and gentle like a warm breeze on a summer day. Slowly, I settled on the chair in front of him, my eyes filled with a mixture of relief and curiosity.

“Don't leave, Emerald,” He spoke while I nodded, biting my lower lips. I took my gaze to the IV drip which was attached to him to replace the blood he lost. 

The steady sound of the beeping machine cut through the thick silence. I tucked a strand of my...