My eyebrows furrow in confusion; realising that by the look on his face—it shows well enough to see hesitation deep within. Then again, he seems like he's debating with himself whether he should be telling me or not, yet the chances are he will tell.
''What is it? Tell me,'' I mutter.
''Promise me first. Promise me that you will listen till the end without misunderstanding, you will let me try to explain things to you so that it'll be clear and for the love of god—don't walk out of this room before I finish. Promise me,'' He replies, too serious.
I know that this is something a little bit too serious due to the fact that he asked me to listen till the end; without leaving the room. He wants me to understand completely before making assumptions.
I hold onto his hand, ''I promise.''
His brown eyes begin to soften a little—soothing me slightly. My brain goes blank at this sight of him; all of a sudden, he has something to tell me. Deep down inside, I want it to be something good. At least good enough to lift up a smile on my face yet I know that it's far from good but bad.
Bad may be a little overrated.
''Years ago before I met you, there was this person named Hannah—she and I, we had something in the past due to the fact that we were sexually attracted towards one another but nothing more. No strings attached, at all. At least, that was for me,'' He stops for a few seconds, making me think of his next words.
''What happened, then?'' I ask, slowly.
''W—we, well, we had a few nights together ever since. None of us were complaining either. It was strictly friends with benefits and I didn't feel anything more towards her but when I met her again—''
''You met her last week?'' I cut him off.
Emery sighs deeply before nodding his head.
''Get to it, then. It's making me anxious,'' I add.
''She kissed me. Daniel started saying how she has feelings for me and that I had left Australia without telling her. They thought we were a couple,'' He says, ''Well, until he found out that I'm a prince and I end up on television on my wedding day,'' He adds.
you? She likes you after multiple times of nights spent
into my eyes,
before I have fallen in love with you because now—you're all that matters to me.
clearly thinks the opposite,''
give a damn about what she thinks. You see, when she kissed me, I pushed her away. I'm not
''Okay, then, what happened?''
she texted me and called me but I didn't reply nor pick up. That's why she went to my apartment and I let
had happened.
woman who currently has feelings for him, the woman that knows about
didn't
notice him
sorry,'' He breathes out, looking away before looking back at me. Both of
remember?'' I
you to trust me. Believe me that I would never do anything to hurt you,'' He replies, leaning in closer towards me before caressing the side of my face and trying to soothe
at his touch before thinking about what had happened to him a week ago, even though we can't be
I can do right now, is trust my own
It seems like a strong word because it is indeed strong—it can't be bought or received. Trust has to be earned; it's the only way possible to actually trust someone without
is all I can do. Believe
he responds back by pulling me closer towards him; not showing signs of letting go and breaking our embrace. It has been a week of us not seeing each other and we should not let things like
He pecks onto my
Our marriage was forced upon us even though we've finally found our ways to each other
how's our baby?'' Emery looks straight into my
let out a laughter, ''Our baby is fine—how's the baby daddy?''
expecting him to react this way but then again, I'm not complaining. We end up looking into each other's eyes with emotions shielding for some reason—our slowly growing
Emma
My eyebrows furrow in confusion; realising that by the look on his face—it shows well enough to see hesitation deep within. Then again, he seems like he's debating with himself whether he should be telling me or not, yet the chances are he will tell.
''What is it? Tell me,'' I mutter.
''Promise me first. Promise me that you will listen till the end without misunderstanding, you will let me try to explain things to you so that it'll be clear and for the love of god—don't walk out of this room before I finish. Promise me,'' He replies, too serious.
I know that this is something a little bit too serious due to the fact that he asked me to listen till the end; without leaving the room. He wants me to understand completely before making assumptions.
I hold onto his hand, ''I promise.''
His brown eyes begin to soften a little—soothing me slightly. My brain goes blank at this sight of him; all of a sudden, he has something to tell me. Deep down inside, I want it to be something good. At least good enough to lift up a smile on my face yet I know that it's far from good but bad.
Bad may be a little overrated.
''Years ago before I met you, there was this person named Hannah—she and I, we had something in the past due to the fact that we were sexually attracted towards one another but nothing more. No strings attached, at all. At least, that was for me,'' He stops for a few seconds, making me think of his next words.
''What happened, then?'' I ask, slowly.
''W—we, well, we had a few nights together ever since. None of us were complaining either. It was strictly friends with benefits and I didn't feel anything more towards her but when I met her again—''
''You met her last week?'' I cut him off.
Emery sighs deeply before nodding his head.
''Get to it, then. It's making me anxious,'' I add.
''She kissed me. Daniel started saying how she has feelings for me and that I had left Australia without telling her. They thought we were a couple,'' He says, ''Well, until he found out that I'm a prince and I end up on television on my wedding day,'' He adds.
you? She likes you after multiple times of nights spent
into my eyes,
before I have fallen in love with you because now—you're all that matters to me.
clearly thinks the opposite,''
give a damn about what she thinks. You see, when she kissed me, I pushed her away. I'm not
''Okay, then, what happened?''
she texted me and called me but I didn't reply nor pick up. That's why she went to my apartment and I let
had happened.
woman who currently has feelings for him, the woman that knows about
didn't
notice him
sorry,'' He breathes out, looking away before looking back at me. Both of
remember?'' I
you to trust me. Believe me that I would never do anything to hurt you,'' He replies, leaning in closer towards me before caressing the side of my face and trying to soothe
at his touch before thinking about what had happened to him a week ago, even though we can't be
I can do right now, is trust my own
It seems like a strong word because it is indeed strong—it can't be bought or received. Trust has to be earned; it's the only way possible to actually trust someone without
is all I can do. Believe
he responds back by pulling me closer towards him; not showing signs of letting go and breaking our embrace. It has been a week of us not seeing each other and we should not let things like
He pecks onto my
Our marriage was forced upon us even though we've finally found our ways to each other
how's our baby?'' Emery looks straight into my
let out a laughter, ''Our baby is fine—how's the baby daddy?''
expecting him to react this way but then again, I'm not complaining. We end up looking into each other's eyes with emotions shielding for some reason—our slowly growing
if he