Emily POV
She brings my hand up to her chest and continues to cry without any comfort.
"Carla, calm down, please" My brain starts scheming different ways to get the brunette to shut up so she could calm down while my free hand goes up to her hair to caress her, but Carla wasn't listening to me anymore. She was only listening to herself.
"Ethan couldn't take it, Emily, Ethan was the noblest of the three of them and I just played with him until I pushed him over the edge... Ethan couldn't take it, he couldn't take his loneliness and tried to kill himself, Emily."
She blurts out making my blood run cold for a short second and my hand in her hair stops the cuddling. Without warning, Carla glues her head to the steering wheel and begins to cry like there's no tomorrow, leaving gaps of disturbing silence as her mouth opened searching for oxygen in between moans and groans filled with grief.
