"You said you wanted to talk...?" Demetrio asks Emeliana just as he leans on the edge of the table and crosses his arms, his eyes remaining on Emeliana as she stares back at him.
"Yeah, I did..." Emeliana trails off, nodding subtly before takes a few steps closer, looking at the floor as she'd feel a wave of nervousness come over her. He can tell he has his guard up, and she has to be cautious with what she says to him, otherwise it’ll only drive him further away.
“Demetrio, first off I want you to know that me wanting to meet your Father, I didn’t do that to purposely hurt you…” Emeliana shakes her head slightly, as she stands a couple of metres away from him. He frowns at the mention of his Father. Though the thought of him still angered Demetrio, he realizes that if they hadn’t gone t
