Chapter 182: Tell him the truth!
Emily's POV
The past few hours was pure torture. Not seeing him and remembering the 'broken spirit' look in his eyes was hell on earth. I longed to apologize for my behavior.
where are you, Waylen?
Sobs teared through me like ripples on a water surface. Hurt I had been bottling up for hours came pouring out. I let out my fears and showed my vulnerability but importantly, my anger.
I had exactly one person to blame.
"Damn you, Owen"
My face was soaked with tears and my eyes filled up with more immediately.
"No, fuck you Owen!" I went back into the room before I could fall apart completely.
Later, I switched on the television as a way to stop myself from opening another bottle of wine.
I wasn't wasting another bottle of good wine that won't get me drunk…so I called Dicky's number. It was almost midnight.
"Hey, Dicky…hi. Is Waylen with you?"
