He interrupts me mid-thought as if he already knows what I’m about to say.
“Don’t make me wait it out, Amara.” He looked as if he was holding his breath since he paused momentarily. “I cannot sit on the sidelines while you are off somewhere in pain. Please be okay with my wanting to be there for you too.”
“But what if…” he put a hand up to motion me to stop.
“I will be sure to put plenty of space between us, if necessary, but I will be there. Please just be okay with that.”
I stood there as my mouth opened, unable to say anything. Why was Emanuele being so pushy about this? I know he cares for me, but he would endanger his life.
For what purpose? For someone such as myself? I cannot allow him to risk his life for me. I am not worth such a sacrifice.
If my brother says he can handle i
