Chapter Thirty
This was inevitable, anyway.
Third Person’s Point of View
“I am not dying, sweetheart.”
Emmi was not sure about that, really. There was not a certainty in his words as nothing was backing up his words. She would always believe her words but he couldn't prove himself when they are talking about someone's health. This was her specialty and she knew damn well that he was in big risk of being away from her hold and smiling like a maniac before her eyes.
f**k.
How did this even happen?
“You told me that you will be careful!” She snapped, fisting her hands in the sheets as she tried to everything she could to scan her mind to a possible solution.
Emmi, however, was too frenzied by everything that is happening to the link to even know what she need
