Sin’s POV
This was a bit creepy. Even though I was the one doing it, I knew that it looked creepy.
I had put on a doctors coat as I had started to feel the cold more now that my heart wasn't pumping blood so fast through my chest and I had pushed a chair to sit next to the bed where Emery was resting, which wasn't creepy in itself but I couldn’t stop staring at her.
Her nose. The way her eyelashes rested against her cheeks. The little bit of her ear that wasn’t covered by her hair. Even the way her mouth slightly open for her to breathe.
She was perfect and she was absolutely beautiful and she was safe.
My Emery was safe.
I was holding her hand in mine and even that felt perfect. Holding her hand reminded me that she was really next to me and not locked in some dungeon far away from
