Chapter 113 Different Directions

• EMMA’s POV :
• I couldn’t sleep that night. Maybe I drank too much or maybe I didn’t drink enough. Tiff was already dead asleep on the bed next to mine and my eyes were still open, staring at the dark ceiling.
• I rolled over the bed and noticed my purse on the bedside table. My hands instinctively went inside and fished out the heart locket from my wallet. I opened the locket and read the words aloud in my head.