Emma Hart awoke, fearing that if she slept any longer, it might become a permanent rest. The old saying that it's better to live poorly than to die well always propelled her forward, commanding her life's direction with divine insistence. No matter what, she had to live well.
Emma's eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she saw was that man, Damien Sterling, almost rising from his chair, worry flickering in his eyes. The doctor rushed to her side, conducting a quick examination before confirming to Damien, "Miss Emma is alright now."
