Emma
I watched Nathan’s retreating back for a few seconds after he said he had a meeting outside the courthouse. The way he said it; calm, direct, like he wasn’t open to even considering my suggestion to sit and talk, made my jaw clench.
But I didn’t push, and I sure didn’t let him see I was pissed, not right there in front of everyone.
The last thing I wanted was to cause a scene that would make me look stupid. I might not be all that, but I was sure not stupid.
“Later,” I had said instead, my lips tight, and my voice clipped just enough to seem casual. He asked if I was sure, like he was giving me another chance to say whatever it was I had on my chest. But I waved it off with a smile that probably looked more strained than sincere. I couldn’t talk to him now. Not when I wasn’t sur
