Emily’s POV
(Days later)
I had been locked up in his house for days now, and ever since my encounter with Jason, I hadn’t seen him. It was obvious he was avoiding me, and I didn’t know why. Was it because of the kiss? Or was it because I told him Marco r***d me? Yes, that must be it. He sees me as filth now, something damaged and broken. Maybe it is for the best that he doesn’t see me as more than that.
Each day felt like an eternity, the silence weighing heavily on my mind. The memory of our kiss haunted my very existence, a fleeting moment of bad decisions. “That kiss, it shouldn’t have happened.”
I wandered through the house, its halls and rooms, feeling like a gilded cage, my thoughts constantly drifting back to Jason and the look in his eyes when I revealed the truth about Marco.
