CHAPTER 87

CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN - Finally Logan's POV "I can walk," Emma said with a hint of amusement in her voice. I looked at her and rolled my eyes. As if I would let her walk on her own and miss the chance of touching her and feeling her close to my body. Emma chuckled and shook her head. I opened her bedroom door and walked inside. I placed her on the bed gently. "What would you like to eat, love?" Andrew asked her as he walked in behind us. He placed her bag on the floor and looked at Emma. "I'm not that hungry," Emma said softly. "You are eating, Emma," Andrew said sternly. "You heard doctor Wren. You have to eat." The fuckers have been starving her. She lost a lot of weight, and she needed to eat often. Wren told us not to force her, but we needed to make sure that she ate enough food. Small portions, five times a day. That was the rule, and I would be damned if she broke it. She needed to get better. I needed her to get better. "Okay," Emma nodded. "Can you make me lasagna