CHAPTER 12: EMMA

Is Liam Caruso…jealous?

No way, impossible.

I try to avoid the incoming gazes as a result of his loud enough declaration mere seconds ago.

My hair is packed in a braided bun, leaving my neck and shoulder exposed, the mask hides most of my face, but my bodily features are here for them to see.

"Who is she?" I gather from the countless whispers.

My breathing rises, and the panic attacks I usually used to get are back, I thought I had gotten rid of them.

I place my hand on my chest and nervously look around, they're all wearing masks but I can feel their cold stares, judging, inquisitive.

"Are you okay miss…Mrs. Caruso?" Marco asks and places his hands on my shoulders, in an attempt to soothe me. I can feel the sarcastic bite in his tone, mocking me.

They're all mocking me, watching me, judging me, they see me as… oh my God.

Emma calm down, breathe in breathe out.

I fling Marco's hands off and walk out, I need fresh air.

I need to be alone, away from their prying eyes.

I make my way to a