Within seconds, I heard the heavy sound of footsteps running fast down the hallway. The sound of Ema hitting the floorboards must have made a lot of noise downstairs.
The bedroom door flew open. It was Max. He rushed straight past me, knelt down beside Ema on the floor, and carefully held her up in his arms.
"Are you okay, Miss Ema?" he asked her, his voice full of worry.
Ema nodded her head slowly, squeezing out a few fake tears, and lifted her right arm to show him her wrist. There was just a small, tiny scratch on her skin from the fall.
Max snapped his head up and glared at me with deep fury. "Miss Ema was just trying to be incredibly kind and helpful to you after what you did. Why do you always have to be so completely ungrateful, Ana?"
I looked at him when he said those wo
