"Emily, wake up!" She heard a faint voice calling out to her as she lay on the carpeted floor with her eyes shut. Inwardly, she wondered if this was what Heaven felt like, because other than the voice calling out to her, there was silence.
"Emily, wake up!" She heard the voice call out to her once more, but it sounded as though it had come from a distance. She tried opening her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy. She felt a warm hand touch her cheeks—a warm and familiar hand, that is.
"Please open your eyes, my love." Emily heard the familiar voice of her husband whisper in her ear. Without much hesitation, Emily opened her eyes, and there he was. Angelo's face was a mere inches from her, but he looked slightly blurred. The one thing she was sure of was his handsome smile.