EMILY'S POV
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A day, one single day is all it took for Nico to pack my things up and send them to me.
I stare at the boxes in front of me, five exactly since I didn't have a lot at his house, and my heart is being pulled in every direction. "No," I murmur as I inhale a sharp breath that makes my ribs sting. I storm out of the house, running after Daniel before he could get into the car. "Daniel," I'm breathless as I grab onto his arm, "Don't, take it back," I beg, and his eyes turn soft in pity.
"I'm sorry, Luna," he bows his head in respect to me, but it isn't respect, it hurts. "No, I demand you to take it back," he lets out a shuddered breath, looking at the car and he slowly shuts the door, turning and leans against it. His eyes bore into mine, and I feel how he's judging me. I c
