Emily as if I asked her to or knowing the thought inside of me stands and begins to walk closer to me. She takes her seat beside me, tapping on my laps and giving me a sorrowful but an assuring glare.

What's wrong?

She understands my gaze, and decides to speak up. I didn't ask her anything outwardly so I'm thinking what she's about to say. Could it be anything that has to do with Adrian? I don't feel the reason she should shoot me this terrible glare, terrible in the fact that it's gloomy for a happy day like this.

"I think you have something to say?" I ask,...