CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
EMMA ENDLESS: THREE YEARS AGO
I had a pirate in my room. A bleeding pirate, who had once tried to kidnap me. I stared at him as he was bleeding on my bed. “Are you going to save me or are you going to watch me bleed out? You can know a man with a ship, but if you don’t have someone to Captain it than it’s sort of pointless.”
“I’ll be right back,” I said.
I left, and I snuck into Louisa’s room. She wasn’t fond of people going in without her permission, but she wasn’t there, and all of our healing potions were. I grabbed one off of her desk, then went back to my room. Hook lay there, wincing up at the ceiling, his one, good hand clutching at the bleeding wound.
“We’re going to have to take your shirt off,” I ordered.
Hook grinned. “Alright, but I don’t think th
