Rose

Emmet sighs deeply, turning to look at anything but me before sitting down on the bed, letting me watch him being in his thoughts, ''Who is he?'' I ask, this time—my voice sounds like I've had enough.

''Who is he?!'' I ask again, louder than before which causes him to look up at me; clenching his jaw in respond. My heart continues to beat fast, making me sit down on the nearest chair as I run my fingers through my hair, carelessly.

The both of us keep quiet, not a single sound manage to disturb our own thoughts yet I can't take my eyes off of Emmet—wanting to watch...