Chapter Two Hundred Eleven

Henry.

She was too shocked to see me and the way she was staring at me it felt like she did not believe that I was there.

“I hope you are doing alright Emily?” I asked again so I could bring her from whatever dream she was in.

She blinked and narrowed her eyes at me, “you are not the doctor? Did you come here to mock me, Henry?” She asked instead of answering my question.

I smiled softly at her, “nope, I didn’t come here to do that, I do not have the time at hand,” I said.

She looked at me then took a step inside the room, “then why are you here?” She asked.

“I came to ask you a question—no more questions actually. I have a lot to ask you,” I replied, studying her facial expressions.

“What questions? Haven’t you done enough by putting me in here? What more do you want from me?” She asked as she slowly placed her hand on her stomach.

“I didn’t put you in here neither did Gwen, nobody put you in here except yourself. You did this to yourself, nobody did it to you,” I told her.