[Mature Content]
Stuck with knowing the emotions of everyone she ever met, Emilia is brought under the wing of one of her professors in her last year of university. She feels alienated by her abilities because she hasn't ever understood them. When H...
The moment Harry parked his car, I jolted awake. My eyes searched around me and I rested them on him waiting for me to realize where I was, but I had no idea where he had taken me.
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"Come on," he opened his car door and shut it while he walked along the front of the car to open my door. "Let's go talk."
"Where are we?" my shoulders raised as I unbuckled my seat belt and looked around the car garage.
"My apartment," he sighed and looked agitated that I was taking so long to get out of his car.
"Oh," I bit the inside of my cheek and stood out of the car. He shut the door behind me and I pulled my purse up my shoulder.
"How're you feeling? Better?"
We walked over to the elevator and waited for it to come down.
"Yeah, actually..." I felt my whole body tense when it dinged on its arrival.
"We can talk more about it inside, if you don't care," he sighed and stared over at me probably looking like I did too many lines of coke and was strung out.
I nodded my head appreciating that he knew I didn't like to talk about my abilities out in the open. And when we walked into the elevator, I realized we weren't in my college town any longer. We were in the city, thirty minutes away from my college town. He lived in an apartment building with over twenty floors. He punched in the 19th floor button and I waited patiently and silently as each floor passed.
The doors chimed open finally and I followed after him down a nice carpeted hallway with sleek doors for every apartment. His door was all the way down at the other end.
He pushed his key inside the handle of the door and opened it up. He let me walk in first and I walked in the room to see a beautiful view of buildings all around lit up in the sunset light.
"Holy shit," my jaw dropped as I walked across his apartment to get a better look. His entire living room wall was made of glass from floor to ceiling giving a beautiful showing of the spectacular cityscape. "This is amazing."
He walked up next to me and smiled out at it too. "It's pretty cool."
I turned around and looked at his simple living room set up. Brown leather couch, a few chairs, a big screen TV, an ottoman, and books. Lots of books. His kitchen connected to the living room and it was just as simple. He had brown mahogany cabinets and a dark marble countertop with stainless steel appliances. It looked like a model home that someone didn't even live in, it was that clean and that picture perfect.
"Are you hungry?" Harry walked to the kitchen and I sat my purse on the breakfast bar.
"What do you have?" I sat up on a barstool and rested my head in my hand.
