MasukEmily’s POVNow that Daniel was back at the estate, resting in the East Wing guest suite while our new Italian furniture was being shipped in, I decided I wanted to be a normal, caring partner.I wanted to make a nice, peaceful family dinner. No private chefs, no formal waiters in crisp white aprons—just a home-cooked meal made by me to show Daniel and Julian how much I loved them."Miss Emily," Chef Pierre had said nervously three hours ago, wringing his hands near the massive stainless-steel kitchen island. "Are you absolutely certain you do not wish for me to prepare the roasted duck with truffle glaze?""I'm completely sure, Pierre," I had smiled cheerfully, shoving him toward the exit door. "Take the evening off! Go enjoy a nice movie! I've watched three YouTube tutorials on how to make gourmet fluffy pancakes and seared chicken. I've totally got this."Pierre looked at me like I was holding a live hand grenade, but he took his coat and bowed his way out.Fast forward three hours
Emily’s POVI held Julian’s hand tightly as we walked over to the central reception counter so I could sign the emergency admission papers. Maya stood right beside us, her eyes constantly scanning the large glass entrance doors of the lobby."Just initial line four and sign at the bottom, Miss Emily," the receptionist said softly, pushing a black pen toward me.I picked up the pen, my hand still a little shaky, and signed my name. But before I could even hand the clipboard back, a sharp, sudden flash of bright light blinded my eyes through the floor-to-ceiling windows.FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!"What the..." I gasped, dropping the pen.Outside the automatic double doors, a swarm of photographers and news reporters with heavy cameras were sprinting across the wet pavement from three black vans. They pounded against the glass doors, pushing right past the single hospital security guard standing outside.SLIDE.The automatic doors flew open, and a wave of aggressive reporters shoved their way
Emily’s POV"Emily?" Ethan repeated, taking two quick steps toward me.His eyes swept over me—my messy hair, my tear-stained face, my oversized pajama shirt, and my filthy, black-streaked bare feet standing on the freezing floor. He didn't look at me like I was crazy. He looked at me with pure, genuine concern.Before I could even open my mouth, Ethan unzipped his dark leather jacket, pulled it off his shoulders, and wrapped it around me. The leather was warm and smelled like faint cedarwood and rain."Ethan..." I choked out, my voice raspy and broken as I pulled the heavy jacket tight around my chest. "What are you still doing here? You've been sitting in this lobby for two hours.""You think I was just going to drop a barefoot, crying girl off at an emergency room entrance and drive home?" Ethan asked softly, shaking his head with a gentle smile. "Come sit down for a second, Em. You're shaking like a leaf."He took my arm gently—not pulling me, just supporting my weight—and led me o
Emily’s POV"Clear!" the doctor roared again.THUMP!Daniel’s chest violently jolted off the hospital mattress as the electric shock hit his heart. My voice was completely gone, reduced to raw, silent gasps as tears poured down my cheeks like open faucets."Check for a pulse!" the lead nurse called out, pressing her fingers firmly against the side of Daniel's thick neck.The terrifying, continuous alarm tone suddenly cut off.Beep... beep... beep...The green line on the digital monitor smoothed out into steady, rhythmic waves. The digital counter settled back down to seventy-eight beats per minute."We have a sinus rhythm," the doctor let out a long, heavy breath, pulling off his rubber gloves. "The electrical spike was caused by trauma shock. His heart is stabilized."My legs completely buckled underneath me. I collapsed right onto the cold linoleum floor beside the bed, my hands clutching the metal rail like a lifeline."Miss Emily," Maya whispered, rushing over to help me stand up
Emily’s POV"Miss Emily!" Maya’s sharp, terrified voice echoed across the sterile white lobby the second I pushed through the sliding glass doors.I didn't care that my bare feet were black with dirt and wet mud. I didn't care that half the nurses and patients in the emergency room were staring at me like I was an escaped mental patient in my stretched-out t-shirt and pajama shorts.I sprinted across the polished floor, my chest heaving, nearly tripping over my own feet before crashing right into Maya’s arms."Where is he?!" I shrieked, grabbing the lapels of Maya’s black suit jacket, my voice cracking into a high, hysterical sob. "Maya, where is Daniel?! Is he alive?!"Grace stepped out from the hallway beside the elevators, her face completely pale, her designer trench coat wrinkled and stained with speckles of dark dried blood."Emily," Grace said softly, her voice shaking as she gently pulled my hands away from Maya. "Calm down, sweetie. You need to breathe.""Don't tell me to bre
Emily’s POVMy heart didn't just break—it stopped. The room started spinning around me, the white walls blurring into a sickening streak of gray and blinding light."Em?" Sophia’s voice sounded like it was coming from under ten feet of water. "Emily, what’s wrong? You’re pale as a ghost."I couldn't answer. My throat was completely locked tight, choked on a massive wave of pure, suffocating terror.Fatal high-speed vehicle collision.Emergency ICU.I dropped my textbook onto the rug and bolted."Emily! Wait! What happened?!" Lila screamed, throwing her headphones onto the desk and jumping up as I yanked the dorm room door open.I didn't grab my coat. I didn't grab my shoes. I was wearing thin cotton pajama shorts and a stretched-out gray t-shirt, my bare feet slamming hard against the freezing linoleum floor of the hallway as I ran like a madwoman toward the fire exit stairs."Emily! Stop!" Sophia shouted, her footsteps echoing down the hall behind me, but I was already flying down th







