EMILY’S POV.

When my eyelids fluttered open, I could see the brown ceiling. Great.

I was home, and no longer in the hospital. Next to me was my window, and it was open, bringing in a cool breeze.

I turned my head, and saw Lucas next to me, his head propped on his elbow, as he stared at me. His features were as handsome as ever. Eyes as green as the forest leaves, hair adorably soft and brown, and lips completely seductive.

“You fainted. Right outside the hospital.” He said, and I ...