Emmeline’s POV
Everything from the meeting continues to run through my mind. Tears slip from my eyes as I continue to process everything the elders said. It can’t be true. I am nothing special, never have been. I was perfectly content with who I was before all of this. Tears start to fall from my eyes as I consider how this blessing has played a role in everything I have experienced. My kidnapping, Dr. Lincoln’s murder, and now myself and everyone I care about being threatened.
Clark pulls me off of the couch in his father’s office and leads me back to our room. All I could do was follow him silently. He leads me over to the bed and pulls me onto his lap.
“Baby, what is wrong?” He asks while brushing my hair away from my face.
“It’s
