Emily Rose POV.
Her tall, thin figure in a maid's uniform shook, but her terrified expression did not match her terrified voice. Fear was building up inside of me. Still, she stood there, fiddling with the hem of her shirt and staring at the ground.
"We have to get going!" Sandra screamed and leapt to her feet. Matt blinked open his eyes and furrowed his brows. I assisted him in sitting up and he stretched his arms.
"Better?" Concerned, I inquired. At the very least, he was able to unwind for a few moments.
He was my only hope of escaping this situation. Again, he would endanger his life because of me. I was surprised he had not already killed me, just to get rid of the constant danger I would brought into his life.
"No, but I am no longer bleeding." He shrugged and stood up abruptly.
