"Do you regret it?" Emmett asked, referring to what we did late last night.
I kept running my fingers through my wet hair. I wasn't sure if I did or not.
"Do you?" I asked. I planned on agreeing with whatever he said.
He cleared his throat. "I came back hoping to see my sister..." My heart sunk when he called me his sister. "I wanted to make sure you were okay. I wanted to remind you that we all love you and that we never forgot about you. Tonight just turned my world over..."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I said with my back still to him.
"I don't know yet." My face completely lost all expression. In that moment something in my head clicked. I didn't regret it and I had fallen for him. Just by staring into his beautifully haunting eyes whatever it was inside me that was broken fell perfectly back together. He had my heart. I shiver crawled up my spine when I knew without him saying the words: he didn't want me.
AN: I know, very tiny chapter. My apologies. I just felt something short and dramatic fit at this place in the story. Is that truly what Emmett is thinking? Keep reading to find out... (: