Hatred

Emma's arms were wrapped around him in a firm grip, there wasn't even a slight space between them. Though Adrian didn't return the hug, standing there with indifference, that didn't stop the churn in my stomach and the tightness in my chest.

Noticing me at the doorstep, she jerked away from him. Crimson colored her cheeks, her eyes went wide. But not even a muscle of Adrian's features moved, as stoic as ever. Though those electric blue pools pierced me with an anonymous emotion lurking around them.

"H-hey!" Emma's meek voice snatched my attention. Shifting on her legs, she cleared her throat. "Uh, I will take my leave now. See you later." 

Wiping her cheeks, while passing me, she stopped for a moment. 

She was crying?

"It isn't what you're thinking it is. It was just an innocent hug. I- I just needed some comfort. Please don't misunderstand me," she explained.