C30 Sara

Sara's POV.

Her hand reached out to mine which crunched the covers in my palms. The smile I managed to put on my face wavered at the look in her eyes.

“Sara,” Emma said softly as she cast me a warm look.

My resolve broke and I had to bite my lips to conceal my cry. I hurried her a glance and back to the baby blue flowery pattern covers that lay above me