Emma’s POVIt was morning. I didn’t even realize it when Liam and I slept off, but I woke up in his arms on the couch.I needed to pee, so I gently removed his arms from around my waist and ran to the bathroom. When I was done, I decided to use the opportunity to brush my teeth as well before I came back into the living room and just sat on the rocking chair opposite the couch he was on, staring at him as I began thinking about everything that had happened yesterday. After he gave me the shocking news about him and Anna’s breakup last night, I knew that I was truly the only one with one leg in and the other leg out at that point. So yeah, our moving forward as a couple really solely depended on me and the decision I made.Since he told me he was actually single now, I decided to come clean and tell me exactly how I felt about him; that I loved him and have felt that way for a long time, even though a big part of me believes we won’t ever be together for real. He appreciated my hone
Emma’s POV“Is that all your stuff?” Liam asked, grabbing my bag from me as he loaded up the car. “Yeah”. “You sure?” he looked at me skeptically. “I don’t know if you know this but you kind of sort of tend to forget things in certain places”. “Wow,” I dragged out slowly. “So that’s what you think about me?” I smacked his arm. “Seriously, Emma. You’ve got to stop hitting me,” he whined, massaging his arm. “Any more of this and I’d have to report you for abuse”. “I’d like to see you try,” I scoffed, sticking out my tongue at him. “Such a child,” he rolled his eyes. “Wait a minute,” he paused and scanned me. “Where’s your locket?” he asked, tilting his head to the side a bit. “Oh my God!” I shouted then ran back inside to get it. “There. Now I’m all set,” I said, putting it on as I walked back out of the cabin. “Thanks for reminding me. I’d have been devastated if I forgot this here”. “I can imagine. It’s no worry though. I’d have always come around to get it if you did leave
Emma’s POVAfter Liam and I had made up with each other, we spent the next hour being lazy and sitting down in the living room just on our phones while snacking on the rest of the things we had bought that were supposed to have been eaten at the cabin yesterday. Liam was the first one to get tired of doing that and after yawning multiple times, he decided to finally go up to his room to take a nap, leaving me alone downstairs. At the time he had left me, it was a little past 4 p.m., so I just decided to remain downstairs and watch a movie because I knew that if. I was to go up to my room, I would sleep, and if I slept off, there was no way to wake up in time to head over to Sammy’s place this evening and I couldn’t afford to not do that today. I had to go. I needed to go. After scrolling through my options on Netflix for a few minutes, I decided to watch Rick and Morty. I watched about three episodes before checking my phone and realizing it was already thirty minutes past six o’cl
Emma’s POV“Girl!” Sammy exclaimed, jerking back a bit because of how shocked she was. “No way”. “Yes way,” I nodded. “Oh my God,” she gasped, bringing her hands up to cover her mouth that had fallen open. “What the fuck?!”“I know, right? Trust me, I was just as shocked as you are right now”. I chuckled dryly. “Imagine the shock on my face as he said that to me while we were both standing naked in an open lake. Like I’ve literally never wanted to get out of a water body so fast”. “Wow,” she breathed out. “I mean, while I’m shocked that he confessed his feelings to you like that and out of the blue, I just can’t help but wonder what made him do it. Is it because of what his dad wanted to make you do or what?” she asked me.“I have no idea,” I sighed, shaking my head. “All I know is that whatever or whoever it was that convinced him, the person did a really great job in doing so”. “Huh? Why do you say so?”“He broke up with Anna just before we went away”. “What?!” she yelled, shock
Liam’s POVAfter Emma had asked me to go see my dad on Monday, it was most definitely bothering me. I didn’t have a chance to go over there on that Monday in particular, neither did I have a chance to get there on Tuesday as I was pulled into multiple meetings, so I put it in mind to go over there today, Wednesday, especially because my dad was supposed to have shown up to work today for a board meeting but didn’t. Once work was over for the day, thankfully I didn’t have anything spill into overtime, I headed straight over to my parents' house. “Hi, Lilian,” I smiled tiredly, greeting Lilian as I walked into the house. “Hello and good evening, Mr. Liam. How are you doing today?” she asked, her usual bubbly smile plastered across her lips. “I’m good. Thank you. And you?” I asked. “Very well. Would you like me to get you anything? Something to eat or drink perhaps?”“No thanks,” I chuckled lightly. “I’m just here to have a talk with my parents. My dad mostly. Where is he?”“Well,
Liam’s POV“Dad,” I replied with a locked jaw. “I did not come over here to discuss the minutes of the board meeting with you. You could always get your secretary or your personal assistant to get that across to you. Not me. Why? Because I hold neither of those positions”. “No need to be disrespectful with your responses, Liam,” he said, sternly. “I say this way too often now, but I will continue saying it until you get it through that thick skull of yours. Liam, I am your father, and you will accord me with the appropriate respect as long as you’re under my roof and as long as you are my son. Is that understood?” he asked, looking at me in demand for a response. “Yes sir,” I answered reluctantly through a tightened jaw before relaxing my face again and speaking up. “Listen, dad. The only reason I’m here is because of Emma. She asked me to come see you, and so I have”. “Emma asked you to come and see me?” he asked, chucking in disbelief. “Right. Just like she sent you to see me an
Emma’s POV“Emma,” I heard Liam’s voice call out to me from downstairs. “Are you home?” he yelled out, the sound of his keys clanging as they collided with the glass dining table. “Upstairs,” I yelled in response, hopeful that he had heard me. “Okay,” he yelled back, his footsteps loud, as he made his way up the stairs. “Hi!” he greeted me with a big grin on his face as he burst into my room. “Uhm, manners?” I asked, chuckling as I sat up from where I lay on my bed. “Huh?” he asked with an expression of confusion as he shut the door and began making his way over to me. “You didn’t knock, Liam,” I laughed. “What happened to knocking?”“Oh. That,” he laughed. “Don’t you think we’re way past that?”“We’re way past knocking on each other’s doors before stepping into the room. Really?” I asked him with an eyebrow raised. “Boy please,” I scoffed. “Fine,” he rolled his eyes dramatically as he threw himself down on the spot next to me on my bed. “I’m sorry”. “Yeah, whatever”. “I misse
Emma’s POV“Well?” Liam chuckled as he looked at me expectantly. “Are you going to tell me what it is or what?” he asked. I let out a deep breath because I knew the next words that were going to come out of my mouth weren’t going to be pleasing for him to hear. “I’ll be going to Maywood this weekend,” I gulped. “Maywood?” he asked with furrowed brows. “What’s in Maywood?”“Tony,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. “What? I didn’t get that?” he asked with a look of clear confusion on his face. I sighed. “Tony,” I said, my voice still low but audible enough for him to hear me this time. “Oh,” he responded, his jaw tightening. “And why exactly are you going over there?”Uhm, okay. I definitely did not expect that kind of attitude. “Uh first of all, could you please fix your attitude?” I asked. I mean, I didn’t expect him to be jolly when I mentioned this, but I didn’t exactly expect him to give me a dirty-ass attitude either. “Sorry,” he mumbled. “Why are you going to se
Liam’s POVIt had been a week since Emma had made her choice to be with me and for this last week, I’ve probably been the happiest man on this earth. Now, our first anniversary was in three days, and I had no idea what to do. Before we got married, I remember while I was having one of the pre-wedding discussions with my mother, she said she would love for Emma and me to throw a party or a ball or something in that regard to commemorate the milestone, while also making sure we appear as a happily married couple in the public light. However, with how things are going in the family right now, with my dad’s sickness and the rift between Emma and my parents, that party that my mother would have wanted us to have just doesn’t seem probable. And to be honest, I haven’t even had a talk with Emma about this anniversary of ours, so God knows if she actually remembers that it’s even coming up or not. “Liam! Where are you!?” Ryan yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts as he stepped into the apa
Emma’s POV“Hey,” I finally breathed out after minutes of us staring at each other while I stood out there in the doorway. “Hi,” he responded, then shook his head as if he had just been overcome with a sense of realization. “Come in,” he gestured for me to come into the house. “Sorry about that. I didn’t realize I had kept you standing there”. “It’s fine,” I dismissed it with a small smile. “I was lost in thought too, anyway”. “Right,” he replied, his lips drawn up into a tight smile. “Here,” he gestured to my bag that was still slung over my shoulder. “Let me get that for you”. “Oh. Thank you,” I said as I handed the bag to him. “No problem,” he replied, walking over to place the bag down on the couch while I took a seat on one of the stools surrounding the kitchen island. “So,” he started as he came back into the kitchen and took a seat on the opposite side of me. “How’d it go over there at Maywood?” he continued, his eyes focused on mine as he eagerly awaited what I had to s
Emma’s POVIt was now Sunday, so it was time for me to head back home. As I packed up the last of my toiletries, my mind wandered back to the events of the past few days. The emotional rollercoaster I'd been on since my trip to the cabin with Liam, followed by the heart-wrenching conversation with Tony, left me feeling both drained and oddly liberated.I zipped up my bag and took one last look around the hotel room that had been my sanctuary for the night. After leaving Tony's apartment yesterday evening, I couldn't bear the thought of going back to the home I shared with Liam. Although Liam and I were in a good place, it just felt unfair to me to immediately run back into his arms after what had just gone down with Tony. So, I needed time to process everything, and to gather my thoughts before facing him.As I wheeled my suitcase towards the door, my phone buzzed with a text from Sammy - ‘Hey, girl. What’s going on over there? Call me when you can’I smiled, grateful for her constant
Emma’s POVHis words hit me hard, even though I knew he was probably right. “Tony, I—”He held up a hand, cutting me off gently. “It's okay, Emma. I'm not angry with you. Hurt, yes, but not angry. You can't help how you feel”.I felt a fresh wave of tears spill over. “You're too good, Tony. You deserve someone who can love you wholly, without any doubt or confusion”. A sad smile played at the corners of his mouth. “Maybe. But I fell for you, Emma. All of you, complications and all”. We sat in silence for a while, the weight of unspoken words hanging between us. Finally, Tony spoke again. “So, what are you going to do about Liam? You want to be with him, right?”I hesitated for a moment, thinking about my answer, until I eventually nodded my head. “Yes I do,” I sighed. “You know, this is honestly the first time since that day that I’m actually saying it out loud that I want to be with Liam, and it’s so crazy because even after running to Sammy’s house the moment we got back home, I s
Emma’s POV“Oh,” he said, suddenly sounding dejected. “We need to talk,” he repeated after me. “That can never be a good thing,” he chuckled bitterly as he loosened his grip on my waist until he eventually let me go completely.“Can we sit?” I asked, still looking up at him.“Of course,” he smiled slightly. “After you,” he said, pointing to a couch behind us for us to sit on.“Thank you,” I said as I sat down, my eyes still trained on him, watching his every move.“Mhm,” he nodded as he walked over to the couch, sitting down on the spot not too far away from me.“So,” he clasped his hands together after heaving out a deep breath. “What's going on, Emma?”I was silent. Not because I didn’t know what I wanted to say, but I was trying to figure out the best way to say it such that I would seem like a person and not a completely horrible one.I sighed, letting out a deep breath as my shoulders fell further than they already had.“Okay,” Tony chuckled, bitterly too, if I might add. “What’s
Emma's POVSaturday had finally come, meaning that it was time for me to go to Maywood to see Tony. Luckily for me, Maywood from Los Angeles wasn’t far at all, so I didn’t have to leave home early or anything. As I packed my overnight bag, stuffing my charger into it, it dawned on me properly that I hadn’t actually been to Maywood to see Tony before. Since he and I started talking, the only times we’d seen each other here in L.A. was when he’d come over here for business. Obviously, it worked for us, and so we’d meet up, but that has happened just two or three times now. So, thinking about all of this, it was quite sad that the reason I was going to Maywood to see him now was to let him know of my situation with Liam. Stepping out of my room, I bumped into Liam who was on his way back into his room. “Oh. Hey. Good morning,” I greeted him, a bit startled by his presence. “Morning. How was your night?” he responded, sounding rather chipper. “It was good, thank you. And yours?” I ask
Emma's POV“Hey,” I greeted Liam as I walked into the apartment. “Oh, hey. I didn’t hear you come in,” he said, standing up from his spot on the couch, as he walked over to me. “Yeah, I’m not surprised. The volume of the TV is quite loud,” I chuckled softly. “Right. Sorry,” he snapped his fingers and rushed back to the living room to turn the TV off. “Alright,” he clasped his hands as he walked back over to me. “Hey,” he hugged me. “You good?” he asked as he released me from his embrace. “Yeah,” I nodded, then sighed. “Just tired”. “Sorry,” he said with a pitiful look on his face. “So, did you get to see what it was that caused the traffic?”“Yeah actually. It was an accident. Nothing too serious though. I mean, I wouldn’t actually know, but from what I saw, it didn’t seem like there were any casualties or anything”. “Okay. Well, that’s good,” he nodded. “Mhm,” I said, making my way into the living room, as I dropped my keys on the dining table. “What was it that you stopped
Emma’s POVFollowing my whole issue with Liam last night and our awkward encounter with each other at breakfast this morning, I think it was safe to say that I’ve been rather uncomfortable throughout my time at work so far today. With the way the air is between us right now, I just feel weird and uneasy. Sadly, this is how I feel anytime he and I have a disagreement or a fight or whatever. The man just has too much of a hold over me and it’s very annoying sometimes – like now. Trying to get work in this moment is mad difficult because I simply cannot get him off my mind. During my lunch break, I contemplated giving him a call so we could work things out, but I decided against doing that for two main reasons. The first and most important reason was that if I did that, even though he would deny it, I would most certainly come off as desperate and probably even clingy. The second reason was that, at the end of the day, he and I would still meet each other at home, and it would be far be
Emma’s POV“Well?” Liam chuckled as he looked at me expectantly. “Are you going to tell me what it is or what?” he asked. I let out a deep breath because I knew the next words that were going to come out of my mouth weren’t going to be pleasing for him to hear. “I’ll be going to Maywood this weekend,” I gulped. “Maywood?” he asked with furrowed brows. “What’s in Maywood?”“Tony,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. “What? I didn’t get that?” he asked with a look of clear confusion on his face. I sighed. “Tony,” I said, my voice still low but audible enough for him to hear me this time. “Oh,” he responded, his jaw tightening. “And why exactly are you going over there?”Uhm, okay. I definitely did not expect that kind of attitude. “Uh first of all, could you please fix your attitude?” I asked. I mean, I didn’t expect him to be jolly when I mentioned this, but I didn’t exactly expect him to give me a dirty-ass attitude either. “Sorry,” he mumbled. “Why are you going to se