Emanuel’s P.O.V. (Continued)
I immediately put my hand on Charlette’s other shoulder, claiming her as mine, but both Jason and Charlette were engrossed in their happiness.
She was still yelling his name, demanding a winning basket, and I was sure that the b*stard would do everything to make her happy.
I wasn’t happy, but I didn’t want to ruin this moment for her. I wanted her to stay this happy always.
I watched her pouting and scowling while watching the match. Her eyes sparkled whenever they reached the basket, and hen filled with anger and frustration, yelling at Jason, and then clapped excitedly while jumping.
I kept my hand on her shoulder on the other side all the time, keeping her safe from any mishap when she jumped. She almost fell down thrice while jumping excitedly.
“We wo
