Emerald.
You needed an axe to cut through the tension in the car, that's how tense it was. Marcus stared at me, his lips slightly parted as his eyes shining with nothing but hurt in them.
The woman he thought was his dear Franny had just dug a hole in his heart and is now looking at him like nothing had happened.
"How can you ask me that Franny?" His lips quivered as he spoke and I thought he looked absolutely pathetic. I relished the look on his face but I tried to hide my excitement. What he was feeling now wasn't even a fraction of what I had to endure, yet he had the gall to look like that?
Marcus inched closer to me and I wanted to merge into the car's door. Why must he try to be so close all the time?
"Franny look at me, please," he begged, reaching over to grasp my chin, turni
