Nathan POV
"I'm starting to feel bad Michael. I'm starting to feel guilty for what I'm doing to Emily."
His expression remains bland for a few seconds and after a subtle but serious: "what do you mean?" escapes from between his lips. Reflexively I swallow dryly.
"I like Emily. I really like her. She's young, she's pretty, she's smart, she likes to work to get what she wants and I... I might actually see myself with her in the future. If I keep this up I'm going to end up ruining that for both of us irreparably and I don't know if I want to lose that."
He nods hyperactively but sarcastically, pretending to understand what I was telling him even though my mind was already starting to imagine the bomb about to explode.
