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.

A paper bag strayed on the floor while a glass dropped to the ground.


It appeared she had taken something.

"Emma!"

Abel freaked out. He rushed over and pulled her into his arms. "Don't do this to yourself. Don't scare me! What did you take?"

Sam burst through the door and got the scare of her life too.

"What did you take, Ms. Louise? Ms. Louise, please don't do anything stupid."

"Wake up, Emma. Wake up! Why are you so silly? Can't you wait for me to fall in love with you? I have already though, Emma. Please wake up!"

Sam got the story straight. Ms. Louise probably thought Abel did not love her anymore.

Ms. Louise must have taken something for her broken heart.

Sam got down on one knee to pick up the paper bag. One look was all it took to wash the color off her face. She blurted, "Worryfree!"

Abel was stunned. What?

Worryfree?

Did Emme take Worryfree?

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

Abel panicked for real. He just realized he had fallen in love with Emmeline again, only for her to drown her sorrows in the Worryfree drug.

Now that he loved Emmeline, was Emmeline going to open her eyes and stop loving him?

Jesus Christ. What the hell just happened?

"Emma! How can you do this? I love you! I love you! Wake up!" Abel was devastated.

Sam's blood ran cold. How did things end up like this?

She stiffly picked up the glass and brought it close to her nose for a whiff.

It was a heavy stench of… smoked paprika.

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