JEREMY’S P.O.V
My head was pounding, hard. Ugh… the last thing I remember is Liberty running out of the room, calling for the doctors. That made me smile. Because even though she denies liking me, she cares.
I decided it was time to open my eyes. All I could see at first was white. Then I turned my head to my side hoping to see her, lying there. And to my delight, she was there. She lay there peacefully.
Like an angel, my angel, but then again I knew she could never be fully mine. She was not for me to take, but I still had this feeling that I had the right to claim her, that I had the right to call her mine, that she was mine. I wanted the angel-like creature in front of me to be mine.
I wanted her soft, plump, amazing lips on mine. I wanted to see love towards me in her eyes, her
