I left Emily in the living room, and I went to get the medication and then went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

When I walked back to the living room, I saw that Emily was curled up slightly and had fallen asleep. Her head was leaned on the head of the couch, and her hair spilled like silk across it. As I walked closer to her, my eyes furrowed in concern once again. Her skin was pale, and her face was flushed. My heart swelled with emotions as I watched her. I hate seeing her like this. I wanted to let her sleep because I didn't...