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A fire is going on, and the wind is blowing from the home, so it must be coming from there.
As I pick up speed, my heart beats like a drum in my chest. I’m now sprinting, and my breath is short and quick because I’m starting to panic.
“There’s a fire on the third floor,” someone yells.
People standing around the side of the estate are already blocking my way before I can go inside. Their gasps and whispers tell me that they are attempting to figure out what’s going on.
“Oh no.” That room belongs to Liam, right? “Someone asks, and my heart almost stops.”
“I saw it,” a female shouts. “I saw them on the balcony.” He was trying to strangle her.
“Are you sure about that?” “Someone else asks in disbelief.
“What the hell is going on? “I snap.”
The sounds around me stop right away. The air is full of terror.
“Liam,” another person stutters, as if he can’t believe I made it this far.
“Answer me,” I yell, my whole body trembling.
I’m breathing so hard that it’s not even good for me. I can’t breathe. It feels like the air in my lungs is being pulled out.
I don’t know what I will do if something horrible really happened to Emily. From what I just heard, it wasn’t just bad. It’s enough to make me want to destroy the whole world.
Someone starts, “Liam,” sounding quite scared. “It’s your room—” They can’t even continue their statement.
I’m still breathing heavily, and I’m sure they can all hear it. I don’t even beg him to keep talking since I can’t even say a word right now because I’m breathing so quickly.
Someone else concludes the statement with, “It’s on fire.”
“Emily.” My voice shakes so much that I almost cough. “Where is she?” ”
I can’t hear anyone answer me. All I can hear is quiet, and it’s like a knife cutting my heart very slowly.
“Where the hell is she?” “I yell.
My hands are shaking with anxiety, right down to the tips of my fingers.
I just heard that someone broke into my room and was about to strangle her to death.
I can predict who it is, and I’ll murder him with my hands.
I clench my teeth and charge towards the home, but someone stops me at the door.
“Dustin,” he says. “Liam.” He pulls me back with his big frame and holds my upper arms. “You can’t go in there.”
I push him away and say, “Get off me.” I feel like I’m going to burst.
“Goddammit,” Dustin says through gritted teeth as he tries to keep me from moving. “Everyone, come over here right now,” he yells to the people surrounding us. “Help me hold him back.” “Keep him safe.”
“Get the f**k off,” I yell as more people hold me back. They grab my arms and lock my waist.
Can you keep me safe?
As their monarch, they are protecting me, but I can’t do anything to defend her.
“Get off me, you f*****g people,” I yell, my voice full of wrath. “If you don’t let me go inside, I’ll kill you all.”
Dustin screams, “And Ethan will punish us all if we let you.” I stop in my tracks. “Your brother wouldn’t want you to go inside, Liam.” What will you do there? I’m really sorry I have to tell this to you, but—
He takes a deep breath and gets ready to speak the next thing that will harm me.
“You can’t see. You can’t just think that you’ll be able to save her from the fire. Are you really going to push your way through the fire without thinking and let us risk both of you dying? ”
I can feel the tears in my eyes before Dustin even finishes his words.
I know it, damn it.
I know I’m blind as hell.
But I have to save her.
The awful truth has just hit me. What if I can’t save her even if I don’t mind dying, even if I die in the process?
The agony is so bad that my body gets stiff.
I can hear Tera crying in the background as Dustin sighs.
“Don’t worry,” Dustin says as he touches my shoulder. “You are our king, Liam.” We are here to assist you get what you need. Stay here. “I’m going to look for her, and I promise you that I will do everything I can to save her.”
I hear his footsteps rushing towards the house, and before I can say anything, he’s gone to save Emily.
My teeth are chattering because I’m scared, angry, and sad. The people are still holding me back, but I’m not trying to get away anymore. I can only look forward and hope that Emily will come back to me.
I didn’t mean to, but I let my tear fall, then another, then another.
People are shouting around me, trying to figure out how to put out the fire. Some of them have already phoned for help to put it out. The rest are talking loudly and urgently.
Things are crazy around me, but my heart is even more crazy.
I can’t do anything but stand here. I can’t move.
Waiting.
Waiting.
And still, I’m waiting.
I don’t believe I’ll ever forget the sound of the fire blazing.
This is yet another bad dream.
Again, I’m being kept in the dark.
Without seeing.
No options.
No chances.
I can’t safeguard the person I care about.
I can only accept whatever suffering comes my way.
I can only naively look for a miracle on the day when Emily Fiat could die.
My eyelids are so heavy that I can’t open them. I try again slowly, and when I finally do, I see a white ceiling.
I squint because the light is too bright for my eyes to handle. My vision becomes improved with time.
I glance around and see that I’m laying on a bed in a room with white walls. There is just a tiny cabinet, a desk with a chair, and an IV pole next to me.
This is a room for treating a patient, but it doesn’t look like a hospital room. It appears more like a doctor’s office.
As memories of what happened in Liam’s room come back to me, I instantly sit up. My heart starts to race, and I grab my chest through the thin fabric of the robe.
The last thing I remember is passing out in the restroom when the fire became more worse. Did I just make it through?
What about Arthur’s brother? Is he dead?
The door opens and I jump. Tera is there in the doorway with her eyes wide open in astonishment. She quickly walks up to me and hugs me tightly. When she lets go, I see the tears of relief in her eyes. She smiles at me and grips my hands.