Contractual Marriage With My Arrogant Boss
“But promise me, Emery… promise me you’re not suffering alone.”
Emery blinked rapidly, the tears burning her eyes. She bit her lip until she tasted blood, forcing her voice into steadiness. “I promise. I’m okay, Mom. Don’t think about me just focus on getting stronger, please.”
There was a shuffle, and then a younger, brighter voice broke through the line. “Emery!”
Her brother.
Emery’s heart squeezed painfully as her little brother’s laughter filled the silence. “Emery, guess what? I scored the highest in math this week! The teacher even said I could be an engineer someday.”