EMILY’S POV.

The look on John’s face was one of glee, as he narrated his horrible story.

“It’s over! It’s over when I click this.” He bragged, then began to laugh. “Lucas, what happened to your face.” He laughed again. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Why? You don’t like this? I get it, I really do. You’re just reuniting with your lover after spending over a year apart, but now she’s about to be blown into bits and pieces.”

Slowly, he moved backwards. “Don’t ...