Chapter Fifty Emergency Family Contact. Emmi Parker’s Point of View “How are you doing these days, Ms. Miller?” She had chuckled, sitting on her bed as she seemed more than fine than usual. Unlike the usual workload that I have, I became more familiar with caring more for people who needed than most rather than the injured person. There was a minor thing in being pregnant and that is me being nauseous whenever I would see or smell blood. It is the weirdest thing. “Let us check if you feel more comfortable now,” I whispered, carefully checking on her legs as I did so. Unlike before, she was reacting quite normally. She seemed so comfortable and not at all cringing with every touch that would happen in her leg. Ms. Miller had some really grave injuries when she had fallen into the

