Rose
Emmet sighs deeply, turning to look at anything but me before sitting down on the bed, letting me watch him being in his thoughts, ''Who is he?'' I ask, this time—my voice sounds like I've had enough.
''Who is he?!'' I ask again, louder than before which causes him to look up at me; clenching his jaw in respond. My heart continues to beat fast, making me sit down on the nearest chair as I run my fingers through my hair, carelessly.
The both of us keep quiet, not a single sound manage to disturb our own thoughts yet I can't take my eyes off of Emmet—wanting to watch his every movement, his every gesture. For once, I don't care what his parents might think at the moment because I can't deal of living with lies especially with the man I've been with for a year.
''I met him a year ag
