Emily was kept in ICU. In a really hot room.

4 hours had gone by and she wouldn't wake up but Liam was with her every minute.

He was outside. Worrying about her.

He looked up and his grandma came running to him. He got up and she hugged him. Crying and asking"What happened to her?"

Obviously, he couldn't tell her the truth, so he remained quiet.

The doctor came to them and he asked: "Is she okay?"

"She hasn't woken up yet and her body is still cold as ice. But if she doesn't wake up in the next few hours, she might go into a coma forever or worse death. Let's hope for the best."

Liam asked, "Can we see her?"

"What's your relationship with the patient?"

He hesitated first but the answered, "I'm... her husband."

The doctor led them both into the ICU. The hot room felt like his body was standing against fire.

Regina went closer to Emily but he didn't. He stood at a good distance. Enough distance that he couldn't even look at her face.

Regina stood beside her crying her eyes out. Liam felt guilty. No human would ever treat another human like that. Even though he was a playful sexy billionaire in the eyes of the world. But in his eyes, he was nothing but a broken monster. And that day he felt that more deeply.

Half an hour passed and Regina was still beside Emily.

Liam went to his grandmother and said: "You should go."

"I don't want to. I don't want to leave you or her alone."

"I'll be fine. You should rest. And I will keep you updated if anything happens."

She rested her old wrinkly palm against his cheek and said: "Take care of her." He smiled and said, "I will."

Not a minute passed and Regina left.

He walked towards the bed where Emily's body was lying. It looked lifeless but she was still breathing.

He touched her hand and they were still cold. Seeing her lying there made something inside him turn on. The feeling of guilt. The feeling of shame. He felt it deep.

He sat beside her. Gazing at her. He noticed a mark on her shoulder. But it wasn't a mark. Looked like a bruise. He touched it and it felt rough. He'd never noticed that mark. Ever.

Suddenly, he saw her eyes opening up. She looked at him and said in a hoarse voice" Liam?"

He ran out to get the doctor.

They came in and examined her. The doctor asked, "How were you exposed to such low temperature, Mrs. Knight?"

She glanced at Liam and he had his eyes on her. She lied"I don't know." The doctor asked again"Were you lying on something cold?"

Instantly Liam replied"The floor. It's a habit of hers to sleep on the floor." The doctor looked at her again" Mrs. Knight, you should take care of yourself. New York's cold is a monster. It's a miracle that you're up. Because if you wouldn't be, then you would have died tonight. Take care next time."

As soon as the doctor told her that, she wished deeply in her heart that no one had saved her. Because she felt like she was one step close to freedom.

Liam asked, "Can I take her home now?" He replied"Not now. Let us run some tests on her and if it's all positive. Then she can go."

The tests were all positive. But she was still weak.

Liam took her to the car in a wheelchair.

Before she could get up from the chair. He picked her up making her gasp.

She looked at him stunned. But he didn't even glance at her once. He carefully put her in the car and strapped her in.

The ride home was long and quiet.

When they reached, he got out of the car and ran to her side. She got down by herself and said: "I can go by myself."

But when she took a step forward, her feet gave away. And before she could fall, he grabbed her by her waist. Without letting her stand up again, he just picked her up again and walked inside.

She looked at him and his expression was serious. Not once he looked at her. She said in a low voice" I can climb up myself, Liam." But he ignored. He took her up the stairs and into the bedroom. He lightly and gently put her on the comfy bed. She tried to get up to lie on the floor but he pushed her back and said: "Stay down."

Liam covered her with a huge warm duvet of his. He asked"You hungry?" Even though she was but she shook her head no. But somehow he knew that she was. He said, "I'll get you something to eat."

It was weird. Seeing him take care of her a little. I wasn't something she could digest at all. The only person who ever took care of her was Curtis.

After sometime when he came up with a tray of food, she was already asleep. Peacefully.

He put his hand on her shoulder but before he could shake her to wake her up, he stopped himself. He kept the tray of food on her side table and climbed on the other side of the bed.

He lied on his back thinking. Lost in his thoughts, he felt the bed move.

He looked beside him and saw her facing him. In deep slumber. Safe and sound.

He looked at her and noticed another mark on her neck. But when he tried to touch the mark, she unconsciously nuzzled in a little closer. Her face was closer to him. Her lips make him weak. He lightly pecks her lips without letting her notice. Gazing her for a while before sleep took over him as well.

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I hope she's okay🥺

Bye!

Love, Hope

♥️♥️

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