“Emily, I swear to you, I didn't do anything. I would never do anything to hurt you. Not after what we've been through.”
Matt reached for Emily's other hand slowly. He engulfed it in his large ones and pulled it to reach his heart.
Emily felt his heart beat. It was frantically pounding inside of him. Her eyes connected with his. He had a sincere look in them.
But she wasn't moved.
Matt had been this way in the past. He would take a woman out and then come back pleading, rolling on the floor of her apartment asking for a chance to ‘correct’ things yet at the slightest chance, he would cheat again.
“So who is she?”
He paused.
“Who?”
“The woman with the blonde hair.”
He wrinkled his forehead in confusion.
“Who is blonde?”
“I should be asking you.”
A conversation with Matt was goi
