Chapter 8

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Emma's POV

Tonight Killian and I are going to walk around the docks just like we used to.

"So Swan, you know how I said I would tell you when Im ready the things that had happened to me?" He asks.

"Yeah I remember, but Killian I dont know if Im ready for mine." I tell him.

"No thats okay you might not be ready to talk to me, but I am ready to tell you mine." He says.

"Okay well what is it?" I ask him.

He sat down on the bench and looked up at me.

"I got addicted to drugs about a year or so after I left. It became a real problem for me. One day I was high and very unlike myself and I slept with my coworkers 17 year old daughter. My boss paid her off so she would never speak of it after she had a pregnancy scare. I fixed my problem and got better and now my boss blackmails me into sleeping with her or she will let the girl tell her father what I did when she was 17." He tells me.

"Oh my god Killian. Im sorry that happened." I say to him.

"Its okay. I just either have to pay her back or sleep with her till I get the money." He says.

"How much do you need?" I ask.

"20,000." He says.

"Oh dear god Killian. Leaving in NY you must spend that much in a month for bills and food and cab fair." I say.

"Yeah. I know. So Im stuck being her sex toy." He says.

"Killian Im sorry to hear that. Well I think mine is worse and that you wont talk to me ever again." I say to him.

"I'll never stop talking to you Emma. You dont have to tell me." He says.

"I killed someone." I blurt out

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