EMMA POV

I was given a few seconds to shower and get changed. I put on my leather pants, a black turtle neck, alongside my coat since it was cold, and my favorite boots. I let my hair fall freely. When I opened the door, Marco was leaning by the side probably waiting for me. He was typing away on his phone. When he hears my door close he looks up from his phone tucking it into his jacket. He had changed from his previous attire also, wearing black jeans, a t-shirt, and a jacket. His hair was combed back and he was wearing his thin chain around his neck....