Emma's POV.
It had been four days and Jason was still unconscious.
Alice says that it's perfectly normal. That it was his body's way of protecting him from further injury as it tried to heal itself, but I was still going out of my mind. I couldn't bring myself to leave his side. Not even for a second. Alice finally agreed to move him up to his own room in the pack house so that I at least had a bathroom and a place to sleep nearby.
I wanted to be there when he finally woke up. I wanted my face to be the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes.
He looked so peaceful as he lay in his bed with his eyes closed. He was breathing deeply and steadily, like he was sleeping deeply. I often wondered if he was dreaming and if so, what was he dreaming about? Was he dreaming about me? About us?
