Chapter Eight
A knock on the door pulled her head around. She frowned as it drew her from her thoughts of her last meeting with Ha’ven almost a week ago. He said he would return to Valdier in another two days, but Emma was sure that he had forgotten all about her and his silly claim by now. After all, what could a man like him possibly want with someone as messed up as her?
I should never have let him inside. I should know better. It only hurts when I start to care about someone else. They will only leave me, she thought as she turned to look back out the window. He will have realized by now that my turning him down was for the best.
Whoever was at the door would go away when she didn’t answer it. It wasn’t like she was expecting anyone, anyway. All the women had already been by to see
