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Dr. Zaria comes closer, a gentle smile on her face and then she says the words I’ve known too.

“Okay, Ivy, all the tests so far came back clean and very impressive. Your baby is growing well!”

CHAPTER 31

Emmett

I lost her…

I should die.

CHAPTER 32

Emmett

My worldcompletely collapsed some weeks ago.

Just when I thought everything was back in order, that I could live, it turns out I was actually losing all along.

Ever since she left, I’ve been a hollow shell. A walking, seldomly talking ghost, haunting everyone and myself.

It felt like I was missing some very crucial piece that made me function. A few screws that would join the machine together and make it work, but no matter what, the screws were nowhere to be found.

“I want to see her,” I tell the two jerks in front of me. “Where is my wife?”

“You’re not going anywhere near her,” Noah says with disgust. “Who knew you’d become the next alcoholic in this little circle of sunshine?”

“I was never one,” King says with a shrug.

“Don’t compare where you can’t compete! Big Em has never touched a drop all his life and when he finally does, he decides to win medals for it!”

I shake my head, beyond annoyed.

“Get out of my way. I want to see her.”

“You reek!”

Do I? I can’t even smell it.

“You’ve been arrested for loitering around the facility in the dead of night for the past seven days! One more and you’ll be charged for real,” Noah warns,

“I have to see her.”

“Not today, Big Em,” King states, grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the hospital easily enough since I’ve been losing my own body function and motor skills.

“Angel…”

They drag me away.

King tosses me into a shower, opens the faucet, and leaves me in there for a long time until I somewhat sober up.

I shouldn’t drink alcohol or anything caffeinated because of my heart function, but without my wife, is there a heart? Is there a life? Does anything even matter?

When I get out of the bathroom, feeling somewhat fresh and dead all at the same fucking time, I accept the clothes King silently hands me and change.

“You’re not going to shave off that Chia Pet?” he says, gesturing at my chin.

I ignore him.

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