"I'm not stupid," Emerson said with a slight chuckle. "When our friendship suddenly fell apart all those years ago, I knew something must have happened between you and Marissa. I could sense it."
Danson looked out the window and laughed. He thought he hid it well
"At first, I planned to give you some space and I thought you'd eventually talk to me about what happened. Who knew you'd end up avoiding me for 10 years!" Emerson sighed.
He then hesitated for a second before asking something that he always wanted to know, "The two of you dated, didn't you...?"
"Did you...break up because of me?"
Danson almost choked on his drink when he heard this. How did Emerson know so much?
"I can tell from your reaction that it's a yes," Emerson said as he looked out the window. "I can also tell that you're not over her..."
