Andrew POV
“She smells like you.” Logan mumbled.
“She does.” I smiled, running my fingers through her hair.
“I don’t like it.” he frowned. “But I would have her smell like you forever if it meant she would live.”
“She will.” I said quietly. “She is not dying.”
I caressed her cheek and kissed her hand.
“The doctor says you can hear us, Emma.” I said. “I need you to know how sorry I am. I was a complete i***t. I didn’t believe you, and you were telling me the truth. It is my fault this happened to you. I hope you can forgive me. You are all I have in this world and I don’t know what I would do if you left me. I love you, Em. Please don’t leave me.”
I never moved my gaze from her face. Oh, Goddess, how I wished that she would open her eyes. But there was nothing. She was completely sti
