Logan’s POV
I leaned in and pressed a kiss on Emma’s lips.
“Wake up, baby, come on,” I cried out, trying to ignore Andrew’s screaming.
She opened her eyes again and looked at me. I was sure that my heart would stop. Her eyes were blue. It was her. It was my Emma.
“Oh, Goddess,” I cried out. “It’s you!”
I kissed her again and sobbed. She groaned quietly and tried to lift her hand. She was too weak though. I took her hand in mine and lifted it a little. She placed it against my cheek and gave me a small smile.
“I beat her,” she mumbled quietly. “She is gone.”
I smiled through my tears.
“I knew that you would, baby,” I said as I placed another kiss on her lips. “I never doubted it for a second.”
Emma tried to give me a weak smile, but she groaned instead.
“What hurts, baby?” I asked, panicking a little.
She shook her head a little and forced a small smile on her face.