Emmett brushed his hand over my cheek.
"What's wrong Rose?" he said as he wiped the hot tears off my face.
"Nothing," I replied. Then he stared into my eyes.
He said, "I know when something is wrong with you, Rose. Tell me. What's going on? What's happening?"
I turned away ashamed to confess my thoughts on Royce King. It had been one month since I'd been with Emmett. His eyes were still a ruby red color. Somehow he still looked like a god to me.