Emma's POV
I almost wanted to call him back when he reached the door, but I stopped myself. What was the point? I didn't trust him, and I didn't want anything to do with him. It was good that he said he wouldn't bring up the matter again; I didn't want him to talk about it again.
His words had hurt me; it felt like a needle prickle, and it shot through my brain, but I cared less. It hurt when he said he would ignore me. In fact, I hadn't thought it would be this piercing, but it had, and then I had to keep my emotions in check.
“Emma…” Killian said as he held the doorknob. He looked back at me, ready to dish out the last of whatever he had to say. “Can you not treat me any differently from the way you treat my brothers? I mean, the tension is evident. Even if you don't talk to me, just
