Hope couldn't believe that Emily just left like that without helping her, but she guessed that she underestimated the person she helped Emily become. She couldn't help but laugh, "How foolish of me, I should be embracing this newer version of her."
She looked at Blake who was sprawled off in deep sleep on the couch. He looked so uncomfortable Hope didn't want to wait too long to move him to the bed, but she had no idea how she was going to pull it off on her own.
Blake was tall and lean, his muscles alone added greatly to his weight, and she couldn't lift him. Hope ran her hand through her wavy hair and chanted, "What to do? What to do?"
Hope held onto Blake's long legs and frowned, "I'll have to pull you there Blake; please forgive me." She pulled as hard as she could on his legs and she flinched when his upper body harshly connected with the ground.
