CHAPTER 310 I Would Rather Die
Emma’s POV
“That’s a bit of an overreaction, Emma,” I heard Logan sigh.
I was lying on the ground, trying to find a way to breathe. The only thing that kept me going was the picture I was holding in my hand. I kept staring at it, and forcing my brain to focus on that and not the pain in my body.
I looked so happy in that picture. Logan looked so happy. The kids were so beautiful and just looking at that picture made my heart skip a beat. Well, it probably did. I didn’t know. I couldn't feel my body.
The kids were young. I couldn't tell for sure, but they were probably five or six years old. Both Logan and I looked a bit older.
How did that picture get here? How was it even possible? How was I looking at the picture that was clearly taken in the future?
“Stand up, come on,” Logan sighed and I could hear the annoyance in his voice. “You need to accept it so we can end this.”