Ember's POV
"A little birdy told me you took a walk yesterday. But it just so happens that, you took that walk, and ended up being with Paris."
"I feel like most little birdies, talk a little bit too much," I said stiffly as I sat across from him in the living room.
"I get the feeling you hate talking to me, by the way," he said and I eyed him curiously, and then sighed,
"I don't hate talking to you, I just felt that wasn't something you would be open to talking about. Ashley didn't like it at first, and I knew you would like it a whole lot less." I said quietly,
"I never said it was Ashley who told me."
"I never said it was Ashley who told you either," I said, raising a brow, and he smiled in guilt,
"don't worry. I'm not angry."
"it fell out. She just worried about you."
"mmm."
