EMMA's POV :

I had never dreaded a Saturday as much as this.

Thanksgiving went by so fast, I wished I could hold on to those two days, but time waited for no one. Saturday had arrived and I had no choice but to fight my fight.

Ian called a few times. He was happy to be back home so I let him talk more and I listened. I didn’t say anything about Zach seeing us, I tried my best to sound as normal as I could, but I had a feeling he sensed something was wrong.

My only hope was that I could fix everything tonight. I’d try and...