Chapter Twenty-Three
Familiar hands grab me just under my arms and I am hauled out of the bath, choking and shivering. I cough up water--gallons of it, it feels like. I am gasping for breath but I can’t get any air through my waterlogged lungs. He helps me roll onto my side, my body slipping against the frigid marble tiles. I choke, heaving to get everything out of my system. I am shaking all over. I can’t even hold myself up. "Emma, can you hear me?" It is Nehemiah's voice that reaches my ears and his black feather cloak that covers me. He hovers, one hand on my back and the other around my waist. Footsteps are pounding down the hall. I nod, still coughing, and I let out a soft cry. My throat burns. My nose burns. My heart hurts from pounding so hard and so fast. My head aches. "Emma, I need you to tell m
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