Kelly
"Hey Emmett, can we talk?" I asked, standing just outside of his office at the hospital, dreading the conversation I was about to have.
"That sounds like a loaded question. Come on in." He said, setting his half-eaten sandwich down.
I quickly went into his office, shutting the door softly behind me. I fiddled with my fingernails for a moment, trying to find the right words to say. When they didn't come, I just began and prayed it wouldn't sound as awful as I pictured it.
"Emmett I-"
"You chose someone else?" He asked with a raised brow.
"How did...?"
"You have a certain look when you have bed news. I just assumed it was about our relationship since you came to my office this time." He shrugged.
"Oh," I said, not feeling any less guilty about the whole situation. "I am re
