Emily's POV
My eyes widened as I looked into the bag. And then a sigh of relief escaped my lips, my hand instinctively going to my chest as my heart was still racing from the fall.
The medicine hadn’t broken, not a single bottle. Tyler crouched beside me then helped me. “Emily,” he called softly, placing a hand gently on my shoulder.
He looked at me worriedly , then at my arm. “Come on,” he said. “We should check it out.”
“Tyler…It’s fine.” I told him softly.
“Emily, he bumped into you so hard. We should just check if the wound —” T
I cut him off softly, shaking my head. “I’m fine,” I said.
His eyes darkened with worry. “I swear, if I catch that person, I would—”
I reached up and placed my hand on his nose, pinching it lightly. “You worry too much.
