Emily's POV
I am alone in the car, driving, with great speed and caution, to the bakery before my grandma leaves. I need her help with the lemon tarts and the croissants I will be baking. I need them to be perfect, and though I know that I've got the hang of them, I am extremely nervous, in all honesty. I don't know if I can pull them off without any help from her.
I had already gone to the store and got him a new iPhone, the phone he had broken and was willing to get, but I attacked him, leaving him no option except to stay in his room. I am not sure if what I have seen yesterday was correct, but I have bought the iPhone that I think I saw him with last night when I first met him.
I don't know what has gotten into me. Why do I get taken aback whenever he rejects us? Or when he wants t
