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 ...