Writer's POV(Present Day)Meanwhile, Alex had woken up with a grunt. He tries to sit up only to be held back by some thing on his chest. He looked at his chest, Emma's head rested on him, she was sleeping. He didn't want to wake her up, he guessed she must have stayed awake all through the night.He laid back, his eyes glared through the window. He tries to recall every thing that happened the previous day, but nothing came to his mind. All he remembered was asking Emma for a walk, then the rest of the happenings was history.Emma moaned softly, rubbing her eyes gently. They slightly opened, and she discovered she wasn't laying on her bed. She jerks up, dressing her hair backward."I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to." She apologized, feeling embarrassed of herself.Alex pulls himself to sit up, leaning his back against the bed stand. "I'm not complaining."She was calm. "How do you feel?" She asked."Much better. Thanks for saving my life." He thanked."It wasn't me who saved your life,
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