Chapter 17

Eric's POV

I walked into the living room, exhausted, wanting nothing more than to crash on my bed.

Upon arriving in the living room, I rolled my eyes to see Lola speaking excitedly with another lady who had her back to me.

She had some fabrics in her hands, so I could guess that she was the designer. I felt irritation and annoyance at the thought of the wedding.

I cleared my throat, planning towards the stairs when both their attention was drawn to me.

No way!

As the lady turned to me, I felt my heart leap with a strange feeling of joy, but confusion was etched on my facial features.

Emily?

How was this possible? How was it possible that the lady who I had been searching for for over five years was in my living room?

I had to be hallucinating. Peharps, I had been so crazy in my search that I was beginning to imagine her in my house.

I blinked rapidly but there she stood in front of me, her face almost white as she stared back at me in shock.

"Eric-boo"

The squealing voice of Lola drew