Gina

It is already 8:30 in the morning and here I am, sitting in my car like some kind of common criminal waiting to deal with Emma. 

I wait patiently by the side of the road where no one would suspect anything because I am careful like that. I have worked too hard to let some stupid mistake ruin everything for me now.

My car windows are wound up tight and the air inside feels hot. As I sit here, anger burns through my chest like fire I cannot put out. 

I still cannot believe Emma is pregnant for that fool, Knox. The thought of her carrying his child makes...