The two thugs enclose me against the main door.
“Where is your brother?” One of them asks me in a rude tone.
I don’t reply, I just look at them
I take a deep breath as I try to find the right words to explain my situation to Leopold.“I don’t know who those men are...” I mumble insecure.“Don’t lie to me, Emma,” Leop
The ride to the Beckett’s mansion if the happiest of my life, I smile all the way there and when I’m not smiling it’s because I’m kissing Leopold. It feels so good to finally be able to express my feelings for him and stop acting indifferent.I can’t help but gasp the moment we arrive at the Beckett’s mansion, the place looks like a magical winter land. The already impressive fountains have white Christmas lights and poinsettia
Nate drives us back to Leopold’s apartment, we haven’t said a word to each other since we left the party. I don’t have anything to say, there is simply too much in my mind right now, Mrs. Becketts’ words really hurt and a day that was so full of happiness and excitement suddenly seems blue. The second we walk into the apartment and are alone, Leopold surrounds me with his arms.“I am so sorry about what she said, you don’t have to see her ever again,
(Leopold’s P. O. V.)I wake up slowly and feeling wonderful. I smile as the memories from last night come to my mind. I stretch my arms towards Emma, I can’t wait to hold her close again, but then I startle when I notice that she is not by my side on the bed.
(Emma’s P.O.V.)My head is killing me and my stomach is upset. I slowly open my eyes and look around me. I don’t recognize this dark room. The room is empty except for the mattress I’m lying on over the floor. I try to move, but my hands are tied together on my back with a rope. I try to break free, but the knot is too tight. After several tries, I am able to kneel over the bed. I look around me once more, trying to find something sharp to cut the rope, but there is nothing in this room aside from the mattress. My wh
(Emma’s P.O.V.)“It’s…. Eh…” the man hesitates to answer.As the man downstairs mumbles, I keep on trying to get free from his grip. I tried to cry out for help, but the second his man informed him that there was someone
The ambulance arrives a few minutes after. Leopold is still conscious, but weak. The paramedics attend to him without wasting any time. They prepare Leopold to take him in the ambulance, I am holding his hand and I don’t want to let go.“Can I come with him?” I ask one of the paramedics.
As I wait for the Beckett family to get to the hospital, the nurse tells me that Leopold is already in his room and that he is conscious. I walk as fast as I can without running towards his room. Leopold is lying on the hospital bed looking out the window with a scowl on his face. He looks more pail and has bags under his eyes, but he still looks astonishingly handsome. I freeze at the door as I contemplate him, I can’t believe I almost lost him.“Hi,” I say in a soft