/The male leads name changes after a few chapter. Its changed to Dominic Romano./
Emma Johnson
16 years old girl. She is an orpan and her foster parents abuse her. She has lived her whole life locked in the house. With abusive parents and bitch step...
Its been a week since Carl woke up and Aiden tried to kidnap me.
Carl is feeling absolutely better now and today he is getting discharged from the hospital. I am so happy that he is alright. I want him to be happy and healthy all his life.
I was getting ready to go to the hospital as I am with Carl all the time.
He doesn't like me staying at hospital with him but I can't stay away from him especially when he is not in good health.
After confessing my love for him, things have been changed.
Carl is more loving and caring towards me and he is getting too much touchy. Even in the hospital he finds a chance to kiss me on my lips or keep me close to him.
My love for him is increasing day by day.
I am living the happiest time of my life and I want it to stay like this only. Me and Carl in our own little world.
I checked my attire once again in the floor length mirror.
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Satisfied with my look I came downstairs to find Stella already serving my breakfast.
We have formed a very nice bond and she is like an elder sister to me. She is very caring and supportive of me.
"Good morning Stella." I greeted her as I sat on the chair.
"Morning Emma." She smiled at me and added my favourite Strawberry syrup on the pancakes.
"So are you going to the hospital now?" She asked me.
I nodded. "Carl is getting Discharged today. I am going to be with him. We will have lunch at home and you already know what healthy food he should eat. So I hope the maids will prepare it for him. I don't want to take any risk regarding his health." I said firmly.
A huge smile formed its way on Stella's face.
"I am so happy that he found you. You will be the best wife ever." She said making my cheeks heat up.
I never thought of being a wife. I am only 16. But I am turning 17 next month. And Stella is already thinking about me being a wife. I don't know if Carl will want me as his wife. He would want some beautiful model to be his wife. She will suit his status. I am a nobody. I am weak and pathetic. Why will I be his wife?
He loves me alot but still it doesn't change my past, my background.
I am still the girl who was abused for years and lived in the attic.
From abuse I remembered Robert. I don't know what happened to him or his wife and daughter. But I am happy that I am not with them now. They all were cruel monsters.
I am in the safe hands of Carl now.
I finished my breakfast eagerly and stood up taking my small purse.
"Okay Stella. The breakfast was really delicious. Thank you I will leave now. Bye." I said running towards the door.
I heard Stella laughing at my hurry.
What can I do about it.
I miss him already. Though I met him last night. I wish I could stay with him at night but the hospital doesn't allow that.
I sat in the back seat of the car and the driver took me to the hospital.
I walked to the room Carl was in and opened the door only to find the bed empty.
I rushed in and looked around the room to find the room empty.
Where is Carl?
I was going to walk out when suddenly the door opened and a male doctor walked in.
He looked at me in confusion.
"Are you looking for Mr.Smith?" He asked me.
"Y-Yes..where is he?" I asked the doctor.
His expression turned into a very serious one which scared me.
"Please follow me." He said in a serious tone.
"W-why...where is Carl? Is something wrong?" I asked getting restless.
He was good last night. What must have happened suddenly?
The doctor stayed silent and motioned me to follow him.
I started walking behind the doctor.
He took me somewhere away from the other people.
The hallway became dark as we walked in further.
There was no one around and I wonder why Carl is here.
Suddenly the doctor stopped in front of a door.
CRITICAL CARE
The board on the door read.
Carl is in critical care? Why?
"Why is he here?" I asked.
"Go in and find out yourself." The doctor said.
I rushed inside the room in hurry. I felt my cheeks getting wet means that I am crying.
The room was dark and didn't have a single light.
"Carl." I called his name.
But before I could register anything something Hard hit my head from behind and I screamed in pain. I felt my eyes closing and my consciousness slipping away.
I turned around and with those half open eyes I saw the last person I wanted to see. Tina.
