"Jake, wake up."
"Wake up Jake."
"Jake!"
My eyes fling open and I jump upwards, glancing around the room in a panic.
"What's wrong? Who died? What's happening?" I question, wide-eyed as I look at Emily. She's sitting up in bed, her eyes drawn in and tired. The sun is out in full force, lighting up the room with a warm iridescent glow. As soon I establish there's no danger lurking around, I frown at her.
"Are you okay? Are you in pain?" I ask, taking hold of her hand. I bring it up to my lips, placing a soft kiss on the back. Even though she's awake, her muscles are limp, exhausted. She gives me a small smile. Her eyes are filled with a sadness that breaks my heart, a glossy sheen covering them as she struggles to not let the tears fall.
"Oh muffin, what's wrong?" I ask quietly, my he
