chapter twelve

POV Emily.

"So, tell me, why do I have to do this again?" I asked as I continued to walk around the perimeter of the cabin. I looked back and saw Luke laughing at the fact that I hadn't stopped complaining since we left home.

"The doctor recommended that you get some sunlight and breathe in some fresh air. This contact with nature will do you good!" Emma smiled, holding my hand.

"I hate this; my legs hurt, and I feel my feet swelling," I said, sitting on a rock near the forest.

"Let's rest for a bit, then we'll continue!" Emma said, sitting beside me. Luke watched us attentively from afar.

"Emma... you've been with Tyler for a long time, right?" I asked curiously.

"Yes... I worked for the Mitchels before Tyler was born," Emma smiled, reminiscing about when Tyler was still a child.

"Why don't you quit this job? It can't be very comfortable working with the Mitchels for so long, and you're always risking your life," I said, pensively.

"Oh, dear, things weren't always like this. Tyler wa