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EMILY’S POV.
The look on John’s face was one of glee, as he narrated his horrible story.
“It’s over! It’s over when I click this.” He bragged, then began to laugh. “Lucas, what happened to your face.” He laughed again. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Why? You don’t like this? I get it, I really do. You’re just reuniting with your lover after spending over a year apart, but now she’s about to be blown into bits and pieces.”
Slowly, he moved backwards. “Don’t move, Lucas. It won’t take me a second to click on this. Make a move, and I’ll run. Right before you catch me, I’ll click on the remote, and blast her.” He threatened, and Lucas held me closer. I looked at him.
There was fear on his face, and I hated that look on him. His worry played in his eyes as he glanced from the remo
