Emerald
By the time Marcus and his parents arrived, the atmosphere in the house felt heavier than ever. I was sitting in the living room with Rebecca and Landon who were making small talk, pretending to be calm even as my stomach twisted with nerves.
Josh and Oliver Thornfell walked in with Marcus close behind. Rebecca and Landon stood to their feet to welcome them with warm smiles.
I took in Josh’s appearance. His hair was slicked-back and his expensive suit clung tightly to his tall frame and broad shoulders. His gaze softened the moment he turned to look at me and I pasted on my practiced bright smile.
“There is my darling girl,” He walked over as I tried to help myself up with my crutches. “No need to get up. We don’t want to strain those sore muscles,”
I immediately sat back down
