บท 361: HEARTBROKEN

Emma bit her lips hard, unconcerned about the string of tears dropping down from her eyes constantly, as she watched Derek sprout nonsense out of his mouth. Yes, that's what she had tagged it. Nonsense. But did it stop the painful tightening of her chest or the weight that threatened to push her down? Of course not. She was caught up in an angry and hurtful haze, deaf to Prescott's shouts in her head to calm down.

She flung roughly away, the hands of Maya and Ava that were trying to hold her still, to hold her back from her mission. Already, she had let Prescott drop from her hands whilst hearing Derek talk. She hadn't been bothered about his cussings on his butt scratching the floor, nor his whines about his body being dusted. Her eyes and focus had all been on Derek, swallowing whole and sinker, everything he was saying, even though knowing that it would hurt her the most, including the action she was about to take her.