Adam

“Emily, wake up please,” I cried out as I rocked her back and forth. Coming to a few moments later, she sat up groggily.

“Where am I?” she asked, her voice coming out shakily.

“You’re in my home in my bed, I found you passed out on the street with a gash on your forehead.” Putting her hand on her forehead, she winced and withdrew her hand and stared at it. She was still bleeding and I had asked Sophia to call the doctor and to also bring the first aid kit so I could dress her wound.

“What happened? Did you fall?”

“No, I was walking down the...