Emma

He reaches for my hand again. I pull it back before I can even think about it. 

That actually hurts, like a pain deep inside my chest that will not go away. Every part of me wants to fall into him to disappear where it feels safe and warm.

I cannot do that anymore. Not after everything that has happened.

"So that is it then?" he says, his voice rough with disappointment at first then it quickly changes to something angrier. "You are seriously not going to change your mind?"

I cannot even look at him. If I make eye contact with him for one second I will completely...