Emily POV
He analyzes me with his brown eyes for a few seconds and then shrugs, acceding to my request and downplaying it by offering me his forearm again for the support.
"What about the future?" he asks suddenly in the middle of our walk, to which I turn to look at him: "what do you think the future holds?"
The question was too profound for my brain to assimilate in a matter of seconds and come up with a coherent answer to his doubt. Still, I give it my best shot.
"I don't know" Yeah, that was my best try: "I...I think I have things figured out, I think I know what I want for my life from now on but then Michael shows up, then Lana, then you, then Amelia, and everyone makes me believe different things. It's very"
"Confusing?"
"Frustrating" I complement: "For a while now my life has revolved around you Nathan so really, I don't know what the future holds because I think it depends on what you do."
He stares at me silently and then nods.
