Chapter 295. Theory

Logan’s POV

Seeing Emma in such distress weighed heavily on my soul. I cried silently after everyone left. I kept begging her to open her eyes and come back to me. I felt like my soul was burning. I just wanted her back.

“Come on, baby,” I mumbled for a millionth time. “You can do it. I know you can. I believe in you.”

She groaned again. I wiped her sweaty forehead with a towel and kissed her cheek. She was so pale. Everything except her cheeks and her lips was pale.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and wiped the tears from my face. I cupped her cheeks and pressed a small kiss on her burning lips.

“I am here, baby,” I mumbled. “I will always be here.”

I heard the door to the cabin open and a few sets of footsteps approached the window.

I wrapped my arms around Emma and buried her head into my neck. I didn’t want them to see her like that. They would freak out. She looked worse than she did before everyone left.

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