=Now=
Alice.
The woman he had pictured and the one who was sitting before him couldn't be more different.
She wasn't tall, had black short hair, a tattoo on her wrist, another on her forearm and numerous piercings in her ears.
In Emmett's mind, she didn't look like a nurse. They hadn't talked beside introducing themselves since his arrival.
The silence was unnerving. Her slurping irritating.
"So… why did you want to meet with me?" Emmett was curt. It wasn't a habit of his but he felt that this would help end this meeting as well as her incessant phone calls.
"Oh. Yeah, right. Hum." She put down her cup of coffee. "Well, I'm working for Mrs. Cullen. I'm her nurse."
"You've already told this."
"She's told me about you… about you and her." He could feel her scrutinizing him. He was a talented lawyer so he was better at this game. He wouldn't let her see how much it was affecting him.
"Yeah?"
She seemed taken aback by his detached answer but kept talking. "I think it'd please her if you came to see her."
"Again, did she tell you that?"
Alice shook her head. Emmett didn't know why but he was somewhat disappointed.
He sighed. "Listen, you've already told me all of this. I don't have time for this. I have a job, a life. I don't know you. Who are you to come into my life and fuck it up?" He got up, threw money on the table. "Leave me alone, okay? And please, don't call me anymore."
At this point, Emmett didn't care if he was attracting attention to them. He didn't care if this place was close to his office and how the two of them must have looked like.
"She's dying."
Emmett already knew this but he still hesitated before leaving.
He did anyway.
Esme Cullen wasn't his problem anymore.
A.N.
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