Jenna's POV
I decided there wasn't any need to dwell on the pain I was feeling; I needed to focus on my career as a gallerist. I have an auction coming up in three weeks, and I needed to at least distract myself by getting busy.
"You sure you'll be fine?" Emma asked
She was standing behind me the next morning, I was all dressed and ready to head to the gallery. My tongue injury was healed already so I wasn't feeling any more pains
"I have an event at hand; I can't be lazing around," I muttered, arranging my hair into a neat low bun; I turned to her. "You've done more than enough for me Emma. Thank you"
Her brows were creased, I could tell she was uncomfortable and suspicious of my words with the way her eyes were twitching
"I don't understand what you're thanking me for" She shook
