“Emma, you're awake?”
After the surgery, Emma blinked open her weary eyes, her blurred vision resting on a face she hadn’t seen in a while—calm, familiar, and steady.
“David... you’re back?”
Her lips were dry and cracked, but she still tried to force out a small smile. Yet no matter how hard she hid it, her pale, fragile look only made David’s heart ache more.
“I’m sorry. I was stuck overseas on a case when your dad passed. You’ve been through a lot, haven’t you?”
“I’m okay...” Emma shook her head faintly. “How... how long was I out for? Have you been...”
Floating between consciousness and dreams, she vaguely recalled hearing Ethan shouting like he’d lost it.
She wasn’t sure if it was a cry of regret or just rage. But the moment she saw David, all the messy emotions
