Emma's POV
"Claire, can I tell you something? I can't keep this a secret any longer."
Her eyes widened; I could see the worry in her eyes.
My stomach turned upside down. There was no way I should be the one to tell her this.
"I just... I feel like I don't tell you how much you mean to me," I lied. I've chickened out of telling her twice now: once when we were eating and just now. She deserves to know, but I didn't deserve to tell her.
"I love you, Em. Get some rest, though. We have intense shopping tomorrow for clothes to take to Omaha," she smiled and hugged me.
This secret was going to kill me before we ever got to Omaha.
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Mine // Sam Wilkinson
FanfictionClaire was just a girl from a small town who had a love for a boy who didn't know she existed until the day he only had eyes for her.
