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Emma, please…

Emma

He was hot on my heels. "Emm, wait!" His voice reverbeareted in the hall. I proceeded down the hall, Taylor safely tuckedunde rmy arm. I understood the power Scott had over me which meant if I stopped and he compelled me to bow to his wishes, I had no choice to. That was why I cornered another hall, hastily, hoping i lost him.

A hand shot out and grabbed mine, bringing me to a rapid stop.

“Emma, please, listen," Scort begged. His voice was shadowed like he was in deep misery. But I was wiser and could comprehend the miles a man could go to have a woman under this control.

"What!" I yelled. "What do you want?"

"Lets talk, please..." He pleaded. Voluntarily my eyes sipped at his face and discovered he was truly frustrated. He looked very tired an dworn out. Oh, what an actor. After what he did?

"You are shameless," I said. The wretch of a man. "You have the gts,."

"I swear, Emm, I didn't do it."

"You didn't do what?" asked. "What didn't you do precisely?"

"I know why you are mad.
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