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Chapter Fifty - Shit

Dans POV

I wake abruptly, panting and covered in sweat.
What the hell? I breathe a sigh of relief as I realise I dreamt that whole nasty thing.
6.08am.
I look at Emily lying next to me, her hair is covering her face, her mouth is open and she's breathing loudly.
She still looks like absolute perfection.

I slip gently out from under the duvet and quietly get up and make my way downstairs to the kitchen.

As the kettle boils, I think about my situation.
On one hand, I could not tell her that I've been messaging Sarah, but on the other hand, if I don't tell her and she finds out? She'll assume the worst and I don't even imagine what damage that could do to us.

She's had me run ragged looking at wedding venues and talking about flowers and bridesmaids and the reception. I've been in the studio constantly. I'm exhausted. I don't want to have issues with the love of my life on top of everything else that's going on.

I pace nervously across the kitchen, my feet sticking to the cold tile floor and beads of sweat developing on my forehead. I have to tell her, I think to myself, imagine the fall out if I don't, if I keep it a secret and she finds out.

The kettle clicks to let me know it's finished boiling and I grab a mug from the cupboard, heap in some coffee, lift the kettle and start pouring water in.

'Dan?'

The quiet voice behind me makes me jump and I spill boiling water all over the counter and my bloody hand. 'Shit!' I quickly move to the sink and turn the cold water on, holding my hand under it.

Emily runs over and slips her arms arms around my waist from behind. She rests her head on my back. 'Oh God Dan I'm so sorry! I just woke up and you weren't there and I just wanted you to come back to bed' she says as she squeezes me slightly.

'It's okay, it was my fault, nerves are shot' I turn the tap off and turn to face her.

'Why are you up so early?'

'I can't sleep, lot on my mind'

'Do you want to talk about it? Is it the studio? The wedding? I can slow down with that' I can see in her eyes she doesn't mean that... I guess it's now or never...

'It's not any of that' I lean back, away from her and run my hand awkwardly through my messy hair. 'I need to tell you something'

Emily raises her eyebrow, but says nothing.

'Shit... okay so...'

'Dan spit it out, you're worrying me'

'I've been talking to Sarah...'