Emily loved being a strong, confident woman. Something that she had reaffirmed for herself, by going to Haven Group headquarters. Her head held high. Dressed in a power suit and rocking heels like she was their inventor.
The power had been so addictive that Emily had not wanted it to end. But it had ended, crumbling to dust from the moment that she had laid eyes on Derek, and seen the hurt and confusion on his face. When Emily had imagined what their first encounter would be like. She had thought of Derek, shame-faced.
Unable to lift his head at the sight of her. Or maybe even him being so angry to see her doing well. That he would not even be able to hide his rage. Those were the things that Emily had been ready for. But to have him looking at her in hurt, and confusion like he did not understand what was going on.
