Emily's POV

“I’m going to get a job,”

Tyler just stared at me for a moment, his eyes searching mine as if trying to figure out whether I was serious or not. Then he caught himself. “You’re going to… do what?” he asked softly, almost in disbelief.

I sighed, shifting slightly as Wendy stood behind me, ready to leave. “I’m going to get a job, okay? I’m going with Wendy. We’re running late. Let me pass.” I tried to move past him, but he stepped in front of me, blocking ...