ANDREW POV
I feel numbness all over me. As I look into her, my heart was like pierced my dagger repeatedly until I could no longer feel anything. I held Trish's motionless hand with my left hand while my right hand took away from her face the stands of hair, wet from her own blood.
She was suffering from several minor or superficial wounds and scratches on one side of her face, but the critical one was the pieces of glass that went straight to her stomach.
The doctor and nurses left me while they arranged the transfer of her to my hospital. Only the sobs of Emily could be heard in the room.
I uttered in a soft, shaking and almost not existent voice, "Honey! You are scaring me."
And another one, "Hold on there, okay? I won't let anything bad happen to you under my watch!"
I looked a
