Emery's POV
I refused to say anything to him, even when he spoke to me, I said nothing. We got back home. Just when I thought I already had too many problems I was met with another
“Honey! You're back” Mom ran towards us, I was ahead of him so she hugged me first. I smiled, trying to make it look as natural as possible. I didn't want her to suspect that the vacation didn't go well. She might begin to question what happened, then what? What would I say to her? She walked to him and placed a kiss on his lips. I stared at her, feeling a tad jealous and just walked away. In the living room, I found a familiar figure sitting on the couch. Legs crossed, arm stretched on the couch while he was sitting in a very relaxing position, a glass of alcohol in one arm as he stared at the TV. Looking ver
