Chapter 33: CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE – The fever

　　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 idiot. 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 still.

　　I placed her hand on my cheek, needing to feel her touch.