Luca and Janie were visibly nervous too. Benjamin looked down and gave his nose a little pinch, as if to comfort himself. Waylon gently pushed the heavy door open.

The room was a tastefully decorated waiting lounge, filled with warm lights and the scent of fresh flowers. There were two maids in the room who immediately greeted Waylon with a polite bow. Beyond the lounge was another door.

“You may leave the room. I have some guests,” Waylon instructed the maids.

Abel glanced intently at the door, wondering if Emma was beyond those doors.

“This is usually where I spend some time with Emma. My father spends half his days here as well,” Waylon informed Abel.

“I want to see her,” Abel urged. “Is she in there?”

unconscious on a white king-sized bed covered in pristine white sheets. She was completely still and silent, almost like a

a firm grip on his arm. Abel tried to wrestle himself out, but Waylon only

Waylon, let me see her…”

see her by all means, or else I wouldn’t have brought you here,

where he could hold Emma in his arms once again. He would

from her body. If you move her, you will undo all the progress that’s been done so far and may even take away her last chance at

“…

doctors around the world. Unfortunately, they’ve all agreed that they would not be able to retrieve the bullet via surgery, so we finally decided on using this device to slowly extricate the

what Waylon and Robert Adelmar meant by “leaving it all up to fate”. If Emma was able to overcome this brutal process, she would be out of the woods. If she could not,

you. You must hang in there and overcome this! Our children are still waiting for you… I’m still waiting

you may return home, Abel…”

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