Zac's POV

“Why are you doing this to me?” I asked her.

“Zac, I want to go home.” Emily cried.

“Emily, what if I said I do not want to let you out of my sight?” I asked her, moving closer.

“Please don't come any nearer.” She begged.

“I won't,” I promised. “I won't come close if you are not comfortable.”

“I'm not even comfortable being here.” The way she threw her hands in the air, I kinda saw a panic attack coming.

“You don't trust me?” I asked her.

“No one ever said that. And do not make this about you.” Emily put her hands on her hips and...