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Emmett's POV

I tried to open my eyes, it worked for a minute. I saw her, my angel, the one that saved me. I tried to leave them opened but the pain got worse so I had to close them. After the pain subsisted I tried to speak, I heard screams, it was coming from me. The pain was getting worse now, it was starting at my puso and shooting all around my body. I was still screaming. "Father, Edward!" I heard someone call in an angelic voice. At that moment my puso began to pound against my rib cage. I thought it was going to break all my ribs. I heard a conversation going on over the pounding of my heart. "He began to scream louder than ever and his pulse is racing, I'm worried." A voice chimed.
I felt a hand on my arm then it was gone, then another voice answered, "His puso is dying, it is the most painful part of the transition, but it is almost over. I heard footsteps leave the room and another soft hand on my arm and an angelic voice told me it will all be over soon.
What did that mean? Was I going to die? I felt like it, the way my puso pounded against my chest. What was the whole conversation earlier about, the transition, puso dying? His has to be death, transitioning from life to death. The beautiful women, angel, who saved me from the madala had to truly be an angel. If the last thing I saw before I die was her, I be happy.