It took about ten minutes for Emma's father to gather his thoughts and speak again.
Emma couldn't help the feeling that whatever he said would change her life forever, would shake her orbit more than her orbit already has.
She kept her resolve to stay and listen as steel, no matter how hard whatever her father had to say would hit her.
"The woman's name is Tempest. She had been an ex-girlfriend. My first love actually."
The fact that her father could speak of another woman so lovingly in front of his wife was quite disturbing, but seeing the resigned look on her mother's face, Emma knew that the latter had accepted her place in the man's life.
Tempest.
The woman who still had the larger portion of her father's heart.
Tempest.
The name sounded familiar for some reason. Where had she heard it from?
