A lump rises in my throat with the threat of new tears, only this time, they’re not in anger or sadness. Jake is trying to make things okay with me, and I can’t just ignore him. The swelling of my heart at his attempt and his sweetness has me on the verge of breaking down. I need to claw back some dignity and face him, let him see that I’m still the same Emma I was. And maybe ask him to forget this ever happened, that I’m not an insane psycho with a troubled past who screams at him ...