Forever Yours

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The next three days, Emma tried to keep it low.

Tried to hide from his intense gaze, heated looks but what set her soul on fire was the possessive glint in his eyes as if he couldn't wait—

For what?

To have her?

To . . .?

The answers kept tumbling around kept bothering her in a sweet , breathless way. .Maybe the answer didn't matter much. These days she felt dazed, over the moon, above the stars.

Daydreaming.

Nothing seemed to matter but his eyes on her.

If he wasn't looking , she would look for him. .

Seek him out.

The didn't talk.

Their eyes did.

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Finally, the day had arrived and for Emma these days had to be the best ones in her life because last night she had a revelation, a wake up call, an intervention, whatever people wanted to call it. .

Late at night, she had looked in her heart. Asked herself questions. Be honest.

You can hide from the world but not from yourself.

She had to break it down . .

Why did suddenly mattered so much?

Well, it hadn't been sudden. .

Why did she kept thinking about him over and over again? As if she would never stop?

Because she loved doing that. .

Why did her skin flushed at the sight of him? Eyes turned bright and heart perked up?

The anticipation got to her. .

It was obvious, wasn't it?

She should have know. . recognize the signs. .

Emma had clapped a hand over her mouth, her heart speeding against time.

"I love him. ."

She hid her face saying ," Oh my God! Oh my God! I love Maximus Santos!!"

No wonder she liked everything he did. No wonder she blindly followed him around. Loved talking back to him.

Giving it back to him.

She sighed happily. And as moments passed and she pondered hard. .the happiness kind of evaporated in the air when she saw the big elephant in the room.

The question she didn't hold any answer to.

Did he love her back?

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"Yes! Right there!"

"Wait! I'm going in!"

"Ah!"

Emma winced slightly seeing Diana being squeezed into the tulle body hugging gown. Hair up in a bun with wisps of hair framing her face, the cream colored dress was outlining her delicate frame. Emma had always admired her figure . .curves just on the right places where as she was flat like a skinny model.

Not that she had any complains about that.

"How do I look?" Diana asked breathlessly as the designer frowned , checking her zipper on the back.

"You can shatter the mirror with that dress on." Emma said from her heart.

"Why thankyou! And you might just shatter my brother's heart!" She winked and Emma's skin turned a bit pale. Her smiled dipped . .