Emma POV

It felt like a hand was squeezing my heart.

I couldn’t move it away. I couldn’t get it to let my heart go. My heart couldn’t even beat properly. The hand was too strong. It seemed like the squeeze would become too hard at one point, and my heart would just stop beating.

It felt like something heavy was sitting on my chest.

I had the urge to fight and move it away, but there was nothing there.

It was all in my head.

It was only pain.

A knock on the door made me look up from the papers on my desk.

I insisted on coming to...