Emily's POV

My eyes slowly fluttered open.

Everything was blurry at first and my head throbbed, a deep, pounding ache that made me groan softly. I tried to move, but my body felt heavy.

Then I saw a familiar figure walking toward me slowly. I blinked again, forcing my vision to clear, and my heart fluttered when I realized it was Tyler.

He sat on the edge of the bed immediately, his face pale, his eyes red and tired. He looked completely exhausted.

“Emily,” he said, relief evident in ...