Drama? Am I, for real, making this up?
I cried so hard that it hurt, and my heart was beating so fast that I felt like I couldn't breathe. I slowly dropped the phone while enduring the pain all over my body, even blood on my forehead slowly dripping on my face until memories from the past flickered to life.
THREE YEARS AGO.
"Do you really want to do this, Emma?" my dad asked, doubting, glancing at me.
I nodded. "Yes, Dad. I want to marry him. He's the only man I want. And he's the son of one of your directors—he could be the best CEO in the future. What do you think, Dad?"
My father didn't answer, still contemplating. Then I pleaded, "Mom, please, convince Dad..."
And because of my foolish infatuation with Benjamin, everything went according to my plan. My parents talked to Violet and made her gave up on her boyfriend. I thought he'd love me after Violet left him and went abroad, but I was wrong. I was the one who trapped myself in this situation, doomed from the start.
I tried to breathe softly, but I felt the darkness welcoming me, my vision blurring. Until I couldn't feel my body anymore.
My heart throbbed nervously, “No… no! M-My baby…”
Emma’s POV