Owen's POV

It was late at night and the lights in Emily's room were still on.

Had she not gone to bed?

I walked over and knocked on her door. Soon, Emily came to open the door.

She was wearing a dark purple nightdress and her hair hung naturally over her shoulders.

Her eyes were still red and swollen. It seemed like she was still upset.

My heart ached when I saw her, so I held her in my arms and hugged her tightly.

At this moment, only we can feel each other's pain. We had only each other to rely on.

Emily cried and said, "Owen, I can't seem...