Sam said, “Alright. I’ll run the bath for you later, Ms. Louise. Nothing like a nice hot bath, so you won’t catch a cold.”

“Sure. Go on.” Emmeline nodded her head.

Turning on her heel, Sam ran downstairs.

“Open the door, Emma. It’s not that I don’t love you. I didn’t know I had fallen in love with you all over again. Open the door, Emma. I love you!” Abel pounded on the door as he cried.

“Clank.” Sam unlatched the burglar-proof door.

Staggering into the house, Abel had to take a couple of steps to steady himself.

“Where’s Emma?” He was drenched from head to toe.

Surprised to see Abel soaking, Sam urgently uttered, “Ms. Louise is upstairs. She’s wet too. Go and check on her.”

Before Sam could finish talking, Abel zipped past and dashed up the stairs.

He quickly made it to the second floor and pushed open Emmeline’s bedroom door.

Emmeline was down on the sofa, unconscious.

paper bag strayed on the floor while a glass

she had

“Emma!”

rushed over and pulled her into his arms. “Don’t do

the door and got the scare of

Louise? Ms. Louise, please don’t

up! Why are you so silly? Can’t you wait for me to fall in love with you? I have already

got the story straight. Ms. Louise probably thought Abel

taken something for her

paper bag. One look was all it took to wash the color off her

Abel was stunned. What?

Worryfree?

Did Emme take Worryfree?

sh*t! Oh, sh*t! Oh,

realized he had fallen in love with Emmeline again, only for

going to

Christ. What the hell

you! I love

How did things end up

the glass and brought it close to her nose for a

a heavy stench of… smoked

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