Ember's pov
I woke up to the sound of William calling out my name, and reached out to cling to William's shirt,
"Paris," I said again, and this time William shook his head,
"William," he said as he helped me sit up,
"I know it's you, but, I … I'm not sure Paris is okay." just as the words left my mouth, my phone rang and I scrambled to get it from my purse.
"Hello?" I said into the receiver and froze for what felt like a lifetime, as the man on the other line relayed his message, "Thank you, I'll be there soon." I said when the call was over and slowly brought the phone away from my ear.
"my God, Em. What is it? You're as pale as a ghost."
I looked up at him, my heart in my throat, "it was the police. William, Paris was in an accident."
I struggled to stand, and wobbled so that William had to support me,
"you aren't in the right condition at the time, Ember," he said firmly and I shook my head,