Chapitre 80: Emily's Revelation

Weaving in and out of consciousness, glimpses of Emily's life tried to awaken her.

She was laughing with Ryan as they sat in the open courtyard at school, eyes shining as they shared their secrets. Then blackness.

Another memory nudged her into semi-consciousness. She was a young girl, dressed in an expensive flower cover dress, hair ringleted down her back. She could hear her mother say, "You are my perfect girl. I will always guide you through every step. No one will ever hurt you."

Blackness.

A heavenly letter swam in her memory. Her helpful guide. Just like her mother.

Blackness.

Emily's eyes shot open. Then, not moving and trying to breathe softly, she allowed her eyes to take in her surroundings.

She was almost in pitch darkness. She could feel the body curled up, facing her. 'Roger! Was he dead? No.' She could feel his chest rising and falling.