❝Hollywood is scary. She is scarier.❞
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The night before their marriage, Emily Pinault catches her fiancé in the act of cheating. Completely devastated by his betrayal, she has a breakdown outside of the civil affairs office where she had gone t...
It was fun to see you all lose your shit in the last chapter.
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Despite the sadistic satisfaction, I couldn't leave you guys hanging so here's the next episode. Enjoy ;)
Episode 57: Slip
"Can't we just talk?"
Emily didn't react to his plea as she proceeded to run the towel throughout her wet hair.
Nicholas stood by the bathroom door, facing her reflection through the mirror which looked back at him with soulless eyes. Honestly, he couldn't believe what had gone down between the two of them. One minute they were enjoying their honeymoon as if it was the last day of their lives, then the next they were faced with an emotional blockage before them.
His eyes flickered away from hers to the movement of her hands before he swiftly took ahold of the cloth in it.
He had noticed how it had trembled in her tight grip.
"Emily,"
It didn't take long for Nicholas to notice her sad and teary eyes. She quickly looked away from him and he saw that there was something she was trying to hide. He reached for her hand but she pulled away again, the coldness of her fingertips leaving a lasting impression.
"Please talk to me." He sighed.
When she finally set her gaze on him, he felt like someone had taken away something precious from him. Emily appeared the most broken he had seen in a long time and to know that he had possibly played a part in that was going to hurt him for a bit of time.
"I-" She started with an audible tremble in her voice. "I'm sorry."
He felt the color drain from his face.
"No, don't say that. There's nothing I hate more than hearing that phrase. Even more so when it's coming from you."
"Nicholas-"
"No, Emily! I won't, no, I can't accept what you've told me. Do you honestly think it would be possible for me to find someone else to replace you? If that's the case you've surely underestimated my feelings for you. Let me tell you this and I'll only say it once. No one can steal a love somebody was born to find."
He took her hands which were at a relatively low temperature but he didn't mind. He was more focused on every detail of her face which deepened into an awestruck expression as he finished his discourse.
