Emma’s POVBe calm, Emma. I repeated this to myself in my head about three times as I tried to maintain my composure with Liam being this close to me right now.“Hey, babe,” I said, plastering on a fake smile as he spun me around to face him.“How are you?”With the way he was looking at me, it was as though his eyes were boring holes into my soul.“I’m good,” I said, my smile faltering.“I know I’m the last person you want to be holding you like this right now, but we need to, you get that right?” he said, bending down to whisper into my ears, so only I could hear what he was saying.“I know,” I whispered back, then let go of him. “I missed you,” I said, audible enough for others to hear this time.“I missed you too,” he smiled, then dipped his head down and gave me a small kiss that lingered on my lips for a few seconds.God, his lips are so soft.I would honestly kiss them all day if I could.“Hey mum,” Liam said, letting go of me and hugging his mother, finally acknowledging her
Emma’s POV “Hey, Anna,” he greeted her as she walked up to where we stood. “Hi, Liam,” she responded, smiling at him. It was honestly so funny how she completely ignored my presence. She just continued speaking to him like I wasn’t standing right there. “Hi, Anna,” I decided to speak up, interrupting their conversation. She ignored me. Liam didn’t say anything about her ignoring me either. “Hi, Anna,” I spoke up again, my voice louder this time. “Hello, Emma,” she looked at me in such a vile manner. The smile she held while talking to Liam dropped instantly as she rolled her eyes. God, she acts like such a witch. “Nice turnout tonight. I hope your designs are worth my evening,” she said with her lips drawn up into a tight smile. “Am I supposed to thank you for that statement?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest. “I don’t need your thanks,” she scoffed and faced Liam again. “So are we still on for tonight?” she asked him, her smile reappearing again. “Yes,
Liam’s POV“Thank you,” Emma responded, moving her eyes away from my gaze.“Listen, I’m sorry about earlier. I am. I was just frustrated, and I took it out on you. That was wrong and I apologize”.She scoffed, then apologized and let out a little laugh.“You’re kidding, right?” she asked, looking me in the eyes again. “The way you spoke to me was so uncalled-for, and now you’re telling me it was because you were frustrated?” she said, sharply.“Emma,” I started, but she put her hand up to stop me from talking, so I put my head down, unable to hold my gaze on her any longer because of how bad I felt.“Honestly, Liam, I thought we were past all that. I thought the relationship we’ve had with each other these last few months has meant something to you but clearly not, especially since you were able to talk to me like that and because of someone who you know doesn’t like me for shit”.I pinched the bridge of my nose and shut my eyes, trying to compose myself.I get that I was wrong to spe
Liam’s POV“Hey, man. Are you home?” I asked Ryan as soon as he picked up the call.“Liam? What’s going on?” he asked.“Are you home? I’m about ten minutes away from your place, but I want to know if I should keep heading over or just reroute myself right now. So, are you home?”“Yeah, I’m home,” he sighed.“Samantha isn’t there, right?” I inquired.“Nah. I dropped her off about an hour ago,” he replied.“Alright, cool. I’ll see you soon,” I said, then hung up the call.Since Anna decided to kick me out, and I wasn’t ready to be in the same space as Emma, I decided to head over to Ryan’s place and spend the night there.I arrived in less than ten minutes, parked my car, and went up to his front door.“Liam, if you break my door I swear I’ll break you,” Ryan threatened from behind the door as I repeatedly pounded on it.“You’re the one who was taking so long to answer,” I replied as he opened the door with a look of annoyance plastered on his face. “Fix your face,” I said as I pushed h
Liam’s POV“What do you mean ‘what trip’?” Ryan asked, turning to face me. “Emma didn’t tell you?”“If she had told me, I wouldn’t be asking you about it, now would I?” I responded, rolling my eyes at the silliness of his question.“Whatever, man,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes as well. “Anyway, Sammy has been really stressed out at work recently, so I opted to take her to Bora Bora for a week, and we plan to leave this Saturday. She asked if we could make it a group thing with you and Emma and I didn’t mind, so she told Emma, then she told me that Emma said she was going to tell you and see if you were up for it”.I sat in silence, baffled.Why wouldn’t Emma tell me about this?Did she not want me there or something?“She really didn’t mention it? That’s crazy. I mean I wanted to be the one to let you in on it, but Sammy said Emma was going to handle it. That’s why I didn’t bother”.“I don’t get why she wouldn’t tell me,” I said, placing the controller on the coffee table in front of
Emma’s POVHe let out a sigh of exasperation and rolled his eyes at me.“Now look who’s rolling their eyes at whom,” I said, pointing a finger at him.“Whatever, Emma,” he said, putting his hands on his face and then running them through his silky, beautiful hair.One thing I admire about Liam is how his hair always manages to look so good. I mean, he could literally wake up from a rough sleep and his hair would still look as good as it did at the start of the day. He could go a whole day with the hair, and it wouldn’t frizz or anything. It just always looks perfect for some reason.“I’m not with Anna right now because she kicked me out of her place. There. I said it. Are you happy now?” he asked, shifting his gaze from my face.It was almost as though he was ashamed of what he had just said.“Why though? Why did she kick you out?”Honestly, I was genuinely curious. I mean, earlier tonight she couldn’t stop cheesing when she was talking to him, and now he’s telling me she kicked him o
Emma’s POV“Alright, look, I get where you’re coming from, but honestly, I want to go, and I want to go with you. We may not be together, but I still really like you as a person and God knows I need a vacation even though I’d still be working half the time. Point is, I just need a change of scenery, so I want us to go,” he responded, then smiled at me. “Can we go?” he asked, his eyes filled with hope that I’d say yes, and of course I did. “Yes we can,” I responded, chuckling lightly. “Don’t you have that murder case though, the one you said involves a public figure or so to work on?” I asked. “Yeah, for sure, but his trial isn’t due for the next few weeks, so I’m good. Besides, I could have my assistant put me through any calls I would need to take then I’d take them from over there”. He responded. “Alright then,” I nodded. “And Anna?” I asked, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. I know it seems as though I am trying to bring up her name all the time, but that’s honestly far fr
Emma’s POV“Emma, we have to go!” Liam yelled from the bottom of the stairs.“I’m coming!” I yelled back in response from my bedroom.After Liam left my room for me to finish up packing, I did most of my packing, then got distracted and eventually slept off.Big mistake, of course, because I still had so much left to do. I woke up by past 4 and started rushing all the packing. At this point, I’m pretty sure I didn’t pack the second pair of one of my shoes, but I didn’t have time to check for that.I believed I would have woken up by 3 because I knew I set an alarm, but that didn’t work, so this is my life now.“Emma!” he yelled again.“My God. Is this how angsty you get when you take trips? Jesus Christ!” I exclaimed as I walked out of my room, pushing my suitcase in front of me.“I’m not angsty,” he huffed. “You’re just slow,” he rolled his eyes.“Screw you, Liam”.“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Do you need help?” he asked, walking up the stairs to meet me.“Does it not look like I do?” I as
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