I brace myself for his charge, my heart pumping, my blood boiling, but before I can move, I hear someone call my name from behind. I turn and there, standing just inside the doorway, is Emmy. My breath is ragged, and I have to swallow the bitter taste of shame as it crawls up the back of my throat. She locks onto my eyes and makes quick work of the space between us. When she reaches me, she stands between me and Levi, hands on my chest. “He’s not worth it.” Her eyes are so wide and focused they pull me right in.
