Emily’s POV
I sat there, staring at him, trying so damn hard to keep my face blank. To stop my throat from tightening, to stop the sting behind my eyes.
I wouldn’t let him see it.
I wouldn’t let him win.
Because God help me, I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe every word he said…that he loved me, that he saw me, that this wasn’t just about s*x. And for a second, just a second, I almost let myself feel it.
But I knew better.
I knew what happened when you let someone in. When you let yourself believe in love, in forever, in happy endings.
You got destroyed.
You got left broken.
I had been there before, and I swore I would never go back.
I forced a breath out and pushed back in my chair, standing up. “That’s enough, Cole.” My voice was calm. Cold. Like none of this mattered
