Emma's POV I walked out of the bedroom and into the living room. "Excuse me, Sharon. There's something we have to discuss with you," I interrupted her silly excitement but she ignored me. My patience was running thin. Ethan arrived beside me. "Emma, let me handle this," he whispered in my ear. "No," I stated, taking a stand. I grabbed the magazine from Sharon's hand and held it behind my back. She looked at me wide-eyed and seemed ready to kill but I didn't move; I couldn't. "Now that I have your attention, there's something we have to talk about in private, or we can do it here. I don't give a damn but we're going to talk to you now."I had no idea that I had that in me but lately I had developed a courageous attitude, which I loved."Ethan, what's going on?" she asked as she stood up. "Sharon, lets discuss this in the study. Mrs. Promme, please excuse us," he sai
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