I just wanted her to smile. It would be one thing if I were the one making her miserable, but I had a feeling I wasn’t. “Em, look at me a minute.” She stopped, looking like the whole world sat on her shoulders. What the hell was wrong? I knew if I asked, she wouldn’t tell me, though. “Em?” I murmured. Just look at me. Still, she wouldn’t turn. She was right here but miles away, and my chest ached.
