It felt like someone had sucker-punched me. I stood there stunned, as Ethan answered, "Emma understands that what we have isn't serious, plus she's my best friend's little sister."
His words stung like a slap. Not serious? What is he saying? Was that how he viewed our relationship?
Jack's next comment cut to the bone. "You didn't know that when you were banging her," he said, And the room burst into laughter.
I felt my world crumbled. I couldn't bear it anymore. I spun around and bolted, tears rolling down my cheeks. I made it to my room and fell onto my bed feeling like I might pass out. I could sense the panic setting in, my chest constricting, my breaths coming in quick gasps.
"Emma breathe..." I made an effort to relax, but it didn't help. The panic attack started to control me.
Maybe he didn't mean what he said, maybe you are just being paranoid, he loves you Emma, or doesn't he, I don't know anymore!
I could not move, I was still trying to grasp what Ethan had just said. I thought we had something genuine between us. A certain bond that would hold us together. I even believed that we were mates, maybe when I finally got my wolf he would realize that.
But not anymore. Just thinking about his voice made my insides creep.
Suddenly I heard a knock on the door "Who is it?" I questioned, doing my best not to let my voice tremble.
"It's me, Ethan," Ethan said, his tone falling low and coming out husky.
A slight disquiet surrounded me. What am I to do? Call him out on what I just heard. Or act like nothing went wrong?
Emma's POV
I held back my sobs and cleared my face. I couldn't afford to let him see me like this. So I sat up and opened the door anyway as if trying to steady my nerves.
Ethan peered at my face and his face softened. "Hey baby, is everything alright?" he kissed my forehead.
I put a smile on my face which I tried to fake. "Yes, I am fine."
But that wasn't the case either, I was hurt, injured. This man who stood before me had, in a way, broken me. Still, I didn't have the strength to face him. Did he mean what he said? Perhaps I was just being paranoid.
Ethan looked at me, confusion etched on his face. "Then why aren't you dressed?"
I frowned yet again and shook my head in confusion. What was he on about? "For what?"
"We had planned this evening, remember?" he reminded me, his eyes sparkling with excitement.