"Oh, I'm sorry, you just don't want to go through what your dad went through. Did you ever even think about what you're putting Blithe through?"
I froze.
"Of course you didn't." Ian snarled, turning to the door.
"Wait! Ian please!"
The door slammed in my face.
"Carlisle?"
The door slowly opened.
"Hey Emma." I said, collapsing back into my chair.
"I couldn't help but overhear your conversation," I groaned, "But I think I have a solution."
My head snapped up and I quickly stood.
"What is it?" I asked eagerly.
"Listen, you have messed up many times, no doubt about it, but there is still hope." She paused.
I nodded, encouraging her to continue.
"You need to start from the beginning- show her you're a good person. This is like any relationship, you need to start slowly
