Emily POV
"Yes I know, but I don't know what to do about it." He says honestly to which I have no idea how to respond either.
"We've done things we shouldn't have done Nathan."
"You're wrong. I've done things I shouldn't have done..." He sentences mournfully give my cheek a little pinch and move his touch away from my skin: "And that I always end up doing."
"What do you mean?"
He keeps an awkward silence between the two, diverts his gaze towards the river, and doesn't answer anything for quite a while.
"Emi I don't want to talk about this now. Let's continue as we have been living together and I think you are right in what you said that time, let's try not to repeat it."
Right in my chest, like a dagger covered with poison; a poison that did not reach my brain but could reach my heart with disappointment.
