Muffled sounds was all Emma could hear as she sat beside Liam's bed, burying her head on it. With the way the sounds were intense, she knew it was probably an argument going on, but she didn't have the strength to go see what was going on or even the strength to speak to anyone at the moment.
She brought her head up, taking a glance at Liam who lay still on the bed not moving an inch and breathing very slowly. His forehead wrapped with bandages, bruises all over his body and the claw marks across his chest was wrapped too. She kept wondering how he managed to survive that fall.
Emma buried her head back into the bed. She couldn't stop thinking about what happened. It still felt like a nightmare to her and that was when she realized she had dreamt about it before. How her dream happened
