Chapter 18
Emma’s POV
A few weeks later, at the beginning of February:
I had always liked the idea of Valentines day. Celebrating love seemed like a wonderful thing to do. I was always jealous of couples when I was younger. Wishing I had someone too, but after my second year with Brett, I quickly learned that he didn’t get into holidays. Well, not like I thought he would. I thought he would buy my chocolates and flowers, the traditional gifts for Valentines day.
He never did. I knew why now, but back when I was in the dark about everything, I had been so disappointed. It just reinforced the idea that I wasn’t meant to be loved the way I wanted to be loved. It wasn’t like I was asking for much. A hug, and a kiss, sweet words whispered in my ear. But Brett didn’t like public displays of
