Emerald
Panic crawled through me as I thought of what to do next but the sting in my lap from the sun of the EpiPen spread like fire and I gasped before I could stop myself. It felt like someone had stabbed me with a blade of fire and left it there to burn. My fingers clawed at Marcus’ dark shirt as he held me tight against his chest, rocking me as though that would save my life.
“Stay with me, Franny! Please, stay awake,” he begged, his voice cracking, his arms trembling around me.
The whole room was in chaos. Servants rushed in and out, Rebecca’s hands fluttered uselessly near me, Landon was shouting orders, and Josh looked pale like he might collapse. Only Oliver remained calm, her sharp eyes watching everything like a hawk. She was the only person I needed to be careful of. The othe
