The flight back to New York in the Hatton private jet was silent, the couples sat silently in the plane, the weight of Emily’s confession hanging over both their heads as they struggled to make sense of the situation.
“So what now? Anita is your sister, what are you going to do?” Ethan asked, sipping red wine from a glass, his sunglasses on as he peered over Emily who equally hid her swollen eyes from crying with dark glasses.
“I’m not going to do anything, what’s there to do?” She asked him back.
“You don’t want to meet him?” He asked and Emily shook her head.
“I don’t think so, I don’t know him”
“I guess that’s the whole point of meeting him Emily, to know him” he said, stretching out a hand to hold hers and she took it gratefully
“But whenever you’re ready babe” he added and Emily
