The doctor and the nurses went on to do their job around me, speaking in what seemed to me as a foreign language. 'Mark! What do we do with her?' It must've been Nicky's voice. 'I'll call a Garda.'

Mark turned his head to see who said it. 'Bry!! Thank God! Yeah, please call a Garda. Mark won't be able to leave Emily.' I was still holding hard to Mark's hand because I was trying to beat the huge pain inside me. Mam, please help me, please help me. Please let me be strong like you.

'Hold on Em. I know you can make it.' Finally the doctor was finished with his job. 'Can I please talk to a family member of Emily?' 'Yeah, I'm here.' I tried to turn around to see who it was. 'Ah, yes. Come with me please, Mr. McFadden.'

What? Since when Bry was a part of my family. We didn't even look a like and we didn't have the same surname. When I saw around me, Nicky wasn't there anymore. Nor did auntie Cecilia. It gave me a huge relief.

'Hey miss, got a space on your mind for me?' Mark smiled, it looked like a relief smile too. 'Done great. Brilliant. I don't even know if I would've been able to hang on like you if I was you.' He kissed me on my forehead again, this time longer.

I was still crying pretty hard. I was completely shaken. This was the third time of the day I was near to the door of death. 'Sshhh... It's alright Em. You're fine now. Your auntie will never get the chance to touch you again. Never, as long as I'm on your side. Sshhhh...'

'Thanx Mark. Thank you so much for coming in time. I would've died if Nicky and you didn't come in time. Thank you. I owe you my life.' I was still sobbing in between. 'Hey, you almost got killed because of me you know. You don't owe me anything. I am the one who owe you.' 'For what?'