Emily dragged a step back as his voice hit her. She took a deep inhale and thought to herself, ‘Don’t f*ck this too’. She pushed her chest up a little and wore a stern face. A little confidence shouldn’t kill.
“I…” Emily stopped speaking. She hated how her voice came out. It could be tougher. Clearing her throat, she tried again.“You wanted to see me. I am here.”
“You know my mom used to read me this book, right here in this library,” Edward interrupted her in a voice gentler and softer than she had ever heard him speak.
‘What on earth does any of this have to do with a f*cking book?’ Emily thought. She just wanted to get it over with— whatever he wanted.
“Okay…” she couldn’t help the wrinkle of confusion on her face.
“You then must have heard the story of the three pigs and the
