NICHOLAS' POV
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Every day for a week I've dragged Emily out of her room to train, but we don't talk. She ignores me. She's still angry with me from our first night of training, but I thought it would have blown over by now, but boy was I wrong. She can hold a grudge and it's frightening. I haven't slept all too well, because I miss her, not in the intimate way, but her bickering, argues and the sound of her voice. Hell, I miss her eyes, because she refuses to look at me too.
"Ready?" I stare down at her as she pulls her hair into a ponytail. The tension in the air feels tight, but perhaps it's just from my side. Her hands drop, and she looks up at me for a split second before raising her eyebrows as a respond. "Come on," I sigh, shaking my head, "Are you still not talking to me?" I lea
