Emery

I instantly run down the empty hallway, ignoring the guards that has been guarding this floor; just incase someone barges in to sabotage us. Things are slightly different now, us, royalties aren't able to be in public for too long because we worry about our safety.

My legs come to a halt as I see Evelyn and my mother wiping away their fallen tears while Andrea tries his best to soothe her—then, I'm noticed by them. I make my way towards them, realising that I'm late.

''Let me see her,'' I say, trying to get inside.

But, Evelyn stopped me before I could.

''The doctors are in with her; she's going through surgery and it'll be quite long,'' She mutters from behind, making me look at her in confusion. Then, realisation hits me once more; our baby.

''No. This can't be,'' I breathe out in disbelief. ''What did the doctors say, Evelyn? What did they say about her? What about the baby? What the hell is going on? God, I can't—'' I am left gasping for air; my heart has never felt this much of a pain or suffer.

''Emery, I'm so sorry,'' She hesitates to say.

''It's all my fault,'' I mutter under my breath; loud enough for me to hear. This is all my fault, indeed because if I was there, we wouldn't be here.

With no hope or opportunity, I fall onto the ground before leaning my head against the wall. My mind can only think of Emma and our baby; the baby that we were going to raise, a child of our own. That was the beginning of our happiness—a miracle.

I close my eyes, hoping this is just a nightmare.

''We should get a puppy,'' She says, her lips curving up into a smile as she stares deeply into my eyes. As for me, I can't help but agree; the way her beauty just melts me in every way possible. It's crazy.

''A puppy, huh?'' I question, caressing her cheek.

''I've always wanted a Siberian Husky. They're alert, outgoing, gentle, friendly and even intelligent. It'll be great to have more company around,'' She mutters. Without me realising, she has already pulled me to sit up straight so that she can sit on my lap.

Her brown eyes are staring directly into mine.

I lean forward to kiss her on the lips, feeling the warmth and the softness of it. She responds back by kissing me gently; following the rhythm. Both of her hands are on my neck, pulling me closer.

''Daddy!'' We are interrupted by our little girl, running and heading towards us with a flower in her hand as she giggles—catching our attention.

My heart warms at the sight of her as she sits beside me before letting me pull her so that she'll be able to sit on my lap after Emma has moved away. Her light brown eyes and light brown hair are radiant due to the sun shining brightly above her head.