#Chapter298
/"What point?/" she asked him accusingly, anger and emotion all over that face. So confused. He scrubbed his hands through his ruffled hair and sighed, grasping at some sense of control and thinking he should just have got out and gone for a walk, but he didn’t.
/"What does it matter?/" his voice was deflated. He was deflated and tired. He was giving up and just wanted to go back to the boat and forget this day ever started.
/"Fuck you!/" Emma screeched at him angrily, tears filling her eyes and shocking all the anger out of him. She had never actually sworn at him while yelling like that, and he was rendered momentarily speechless.
He hadn’t ever seen Emma scream at him quite like that either, complete emotional rage. She turned, shoving the car door open, and was gone in a flash, storming away from the car. Impulsively, he followed in hot pursuit. Guilt eating at him and an inability to ever just let her be upset, even if he was the cause.
