I opened my eyes and was instantly irritated.
Several inches away from my face were three sobbing faces, two of which were being held back.
"BABY GIRL! OPEN YOUR EYES! DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE IN THIS CRUEL WORLD!"
That was the wailing of my father who grabbing my arm in a panic while my mother tried to hold him back.
William sobbed on the other side of me, "She can't die! If she dies, I will never forgive myself!!!" He whimpered, "She must have passed out because I made fun of her too much... If she lives, I won't make fun of her again!!!"
Dante held him by the collar with an emotionless expression. Deep down, he was worried that my unpredictable father would attack them for touching my body.
Apparently neither had realized I had opened my eyes and was a few seconds away from smacking the sh*t out of them.
Millie was at my feet crying with such a twisted expression. Even Lona looked as if someone had stolen something precious from her.
