Emma POV

Morning came like a slow slap across my face.

I didn’t sleep. Not even for a second. My eyes burned. They felt dry and heavy. Every time I closed them, I saw last night again. The slap. Ethan’s voice. His anger. His threat.

I pushed myself up from the bed. My body felt weak. The room was cold and too quiet. I pulled my arms around myself. My fingers shook. My heart beat fast in my chest.

How will I face him today?

How do I act like nothing happened?

I stood up slowly and ...