EMILY’S POV

Seeing how I broke into uncontrollable tears over something that ought to have caused me to simply bite my lip, and grunt in anger; I finally realized how much I was hurting.

I had been telling myself I was fine, and had pushed down my hurt by trying to encourage myself.

I wasn’t fine. No, not at all. I was hurt, and broken in the worst way. John had gotten to me after all. Everything about my life sucked. I just wanted to wake up, and realize it had all just been a horrible nightmare.

My tears streamed down my face hotly, and it seemed like they emitted...