Bab 477: Drink

I disconnected the call before Emilia could get another word in, shutting the phone off and pushing myself up from the bed. My eyes scanned the room, searching for a distant drawer where I could toss the damn thing or a high enough spot that Emma couldn't reach or even think to look. But with my chaotic thoughts, I gave in to an impulse and crushed the device, casting it aside with a frustrated growl.

Damn it, I'm such an idiot! I know better than this. But the fear of losing her again fucked me up, driving my reckless actions. I refused to let the past repeat itself. All I craved was more time with her, just the two of us in this secluded cabin, far from the pressures of the outside world. Just a little more time. I would sacrifice anything just for this to last longer.