EMILY'S POV
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Everything just rolled off my tongue like rain going down in a gutter, but the emotionless look on Nico's face is what has my hands shaking with fear. I truly love him, and I know I was wrong, but don't I deserve another chance? "Say something," My voice shakes as I plead with him, but I'm met with silence and clearly disgust as his eyebrows furrow together. "Why did you lie to me?" is all he asks in one tone. I don't know. I open my mouth to say those three words when he interrupts me, "Don't say you don't know, you do." he deadpans and I shut my mouth.
"But I...", "Think," he interrupts once more, which only adds to my anxiety. How am I supposed to think when he's staring at me blandly? How am I supposed to think when he's staring at me with distaste? All I want from hi
