"Is it true?" I asked Bram, "Did you call me a gold digger?"

"Yes, it's true," Bram admitted to me, "But that was before I got to know you, Emma."

I blankly stared at the floor. My heart started to beat fast and it was getting hard to breathe. I closed my eyes and laid back down to the bed. I curled up into the fetal position.

"I'm sorry, Emma," I heard Bram say, "Are you okay?"

"No," I opened my eyes, "Can you get out of the room please?"

"But Emma…" Bram tried to say.

"Please, get out," I said and turned my back to him.

When I heard...