Emma's PoV
Before I could say Jack Robinson, Emily lay motionless on the floor.
“Emily!” Damien screamed before rushing out of the office.
Alex followed suit, crushing down to Emily's level. He raised her head and gently patted her cheeks. “Emily! Emily!!”
Damien pulled off his coat and started fanning the lady with it, “Emily open your eyes,”
I stood frozen at the spot, not quite comprehending what was going on until someone screamed my name.
“Emma, call 999!”
I nodded in my confused state and began searching for my phone. Where did I place it?
I stared at the trio before me, confusion etched on my face when my eyes met with Damiens’.
He shot me a sharp, questioning glare. Like my hesitation alone was a crime.
“What are you waiting for?” He barked. “Call the damn number.”
