EMILY’S POV.

I could not believe John could be so cold, even after hearing Dahlia got into an accident. How could he be so cold?

For a while, I paced around my room, with my thumb in my mouth, getting crushed by my teeth.

Immediately I heard a car leaving, I ran to my toilet, which had a window, from which I could see the front of the house.

I climbed the bathtub, and rose on tiptoes to see who had gone out. It was John’s car. Forgetting his order, I dashed out of my room, and went down ...