Seventy six

"Will you be mine?” Eric asked Emma, his eyes welled with so much emotion as he anticipated her answer, but he could see the confusion and how conflicted she was in her gaze.

Emma had then let go of his arm, confused and not knowing what to say to Eric. "I'm sorry, but I don’t think this is the right time; a lot is happening right now, and I’m just stuck. I’m sorry, Eric,” Emma said to Eric.

He stands up, nodding in understanding as he holds her face in his palm. "I understand; I won’t rush you to accept me, but I won’t stop courting you either; you've been the only one I've been looking at for years now, so what a little while longer?” He says this to Emma.

Emma felt guilty for dragging this on; she didn’t know what her heart wanted, especially with weird things happening lately and Rowan coming back into their lives. It was complicated, and her heart too was being swayed.

"I'm sorry, I am,” she called, cleaning her tears, but Eric had decided to hug and comfort her instead.

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