All he wanted was a yes or no, so why couldn't she articulate her thoughts?
Or maybe there was something between them. Something that made it hard for her to hate him.
Emma didn't know. For the past few days, she had rather been unsure. Her mind was a mess and so was her heart.
Both were at war with each other and it was frustrating.
Memories of the time when he had hurt her, made her feel weak and the times he had forced himself on her came flooding back.
But amidst those memories, she couldn't ignore the moments when he had stood by her side. Through thick and thin, he had been there for her, even when he didn't have to.
And above all, it was because of him that she was able to save her brother.
Moreover, a strong emotion like hatred had no place in her tender heart.
"N-no," she let out, defeatedly. Her eyes soon met his silver pools that were like a stormy sea, filled with depths of mystery and emotions. He stood quiet, seemingly frozen but his heart was beating fast, and then
