Emma POV

I walked around the room, back and forth, like something trapped. My feet pressed into the carpet, but I couldn’t feel it. My head was full, too heavy to think straight. My hands rubbed together, hot and shaky. I could still see Bella’s face when she slipped. Or acted like she did. I wasn’t dumb.

Ethan didn’t even stop to think. He lifted her like she was light as air and took her to his room. Maybe their room for the night. The picture kept playing in my head until my ...