"That doesn't mean anything," she said, her voice too weak, but it didn't stop her from continuing. "Whatever we had will not continue. I won't let you play with me anymore."

"I'm not playing with you, Emma. You're jumping to conclusions from a conversation you don't know the real reasons for," Asher hurried to say, not moving an inch away from her body.

Emma put her hands on his torso and tried to push him away, but he didn't move an inch.

"Do you hate my great-great-grandmother?" she asked, even though she knew the answer, and he looked at her in confusion.

"What does she have to do with us,...