Seventy nine

I want you to come to the city, Emma,” Rowan says, his gaze serious, and Emma couldn’t help thinking he was mental for his suggestion, especially after their history.

“Are you going crazy or something?" she asked.

“I’m not forcing you, but I do want you to think about it,” he says, handing her the paper. “Your job is still there; the position is open even after years pass; you are very talented and overqualified for your talents to be wasted here."

“Rowan.:”

"Look, you applied to my company without knowing I worked there; you wanted to be there; don’t ruin your dreams and make them wait any longer, Emma."

"Rowan, I can’t just leave everything and go? I have a life here."

“Do you? Or you are just living like this because this was the only option after you got away from me after what I did, and just the thought of me making life difficult for you is killing me, Emma, It’s messing with my head because I know fully well that this is all my fault and that you are passionate about working fo