**Emelia**
“What happened between you and Eleanor?” Michael’s voice lingered in my mind, two days later wondering if I should have opened up to him but I couldn’t possibly do that.
How could I let myself get mixed up with Eleanor once again? I inwardly asked myself. “Ah! f**k!” I had poured hot coffee into my hand as I rushed to the sink going to wash it off.
“Hey. Are you Okay?” Liam asked me as is sighed heavily without responding to him. I had gotten back to the house but I couldn’t just let him come closer to me.
I grabbed the cup of coffee pouring it into the sink before walking around the kitchen table about to walk out of the kitchen and he blocked my path. I scoffed turning wanting to leave when he grabbed my hand.
“You are hurt,” He said looking at the bruise from the hot c
