Elodie's eyes shot open. She was back in Emmerson's room. It was still dark, but Elodie could make out Emmerson, he was out of bed pulling on some shorts.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you."
"Emmerson" Elodie could hardly make out any words.
"It's okay there is an intruder at the Southern border, don't worry, nothing is going to hurt you, I promise." Emmerson kissed her, his firm lips on hers were so sweet, so addictive, again she wished she could freeze time, forget what was just shown to her. And within an instant he was gone.
Elodie felt her hot tears rolling down her cheeks. She knew what she needed to do. She cared for Elara and Emmerson, especially Emmerson, and she was no longer going to put them in danger or get in the way of their destined fate. Putting Emmerson's shirt on she
