Lord Emerson's POV
I stared at her with furrowed brows, wondering what she meant by the man being her stepfather. With worry and concern, I glanced at her and realized she was lost in thought. But, that wasn't the only thing that caught my attention; she looked scared and terrified, sparking my curiosity.
“What did he do to you?” I asked, but she only shook her head, lost in space. I watched her for a moment and saw that she was lost in her thoughts, as if she had zoned out.
With a gentle tap, I touched her arm, and she came back to reality, looking up at me, her eyes filled with tears. This intensified my curiosity about what had happened.
“Can you please tell me what happened?” I pleaded. She lowered her head to the floor. “I don’t like saying it; whenever I say it, it feels like it
