EMILIA'S POV
I shook my head, feeling a sense of unease. "No, Elijah, I don't know if I can do this."
Elijah's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "So you're just going to dismiss everything I've told you?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.
I took a step back, trying to calm him down. "Elijah, I just need some time to think..."
But he cut me off, his voice rising. "You're not even willing to try? You're just going to shut me out? Shut us out?"
I felt a surge of defensiveness. "I'm not shutting you out, I just need some space..."
But Elijah was already turning away, his movements tense with anger. "Fine," he spat. "Have all the space you want. See if I care."
He stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I heard his footsteps echo down the hallway, fading into the distance.
I was left standing alone, feeling shaken and uneasy. I hadn't meant to make him so angry... but I couldn't help how I felt. This whole mate thing was too much for me to handle. I needed time to think, to process... but Elijah didn't seem willing to give me that.