EMILY'S POV
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I muster up the courage to head downstairs, the sun beams through the windows, lighting up the dark interior of the house. I try to be silent, not knowing if Nico is sleeping, which I hope he is. I want to go home, I want to talk to my mom. I know I can't stay there, but I at least want to see her. I want to get a few of my things, especially the contract that's hidden in my room. I hope she hasn't thrown anything out yet, because then I'd be furious.
"Where are you going?" Nico's deep voice startle me, and I jump, spinning around to face him. My hand rests on my chest as I control my breathing, "You scared me," I shudder out a breath. He stands from his leaning position against the wall, "Answer me, where are you going?" the concern in his voice makes my heart flutter. "
