Emma was entranced. Her eyes were trained on the activity going on before her and she didn't know how to feel. What could she say to this?
She'd been standing by the door for sometime now and there was still no sign of stopping or realization about her presence from the copulating duo before her.
Wasn't he engaged to Talia? How could he do this great wickedness towards her as his proposed wife? At that moment, things became clearer to her. Emma, in those few seconds of silence, understood that nothing could keep a man who didn't want to be kept.
All the while, a part of her was brewing thoughts of what she might have done wrong to push him into the hands of Talia, if she did something wrong during their relationship that made him give up on what they had.
She had never seen things from
