Emma's POV
I turned around frantically looking for the person who switched on the light. I was very sure Julian's car was not in the driveway when I came in. And the pack house was very quiet, so who could have turned on the light?
“Where do you think you are coming from?” A voice I can recognize even in my sleep said. He suddenly appeared in front of me.
“I…w…as s so in…jured,” I stuttered, starting to panic.
“I…I,” Julian mimicked me. “Are you dumb now? Can't you f*****g speak? He yelled, making me flinch.
“I…'ve b…een un..con…,” I stare at him, unable to form a coherent sentence.
“Cat got your tongue? Or are you just plain stupid?” he says in anger.
I just stood there shaking in fear, my stomach clenched painfully that I wanted to throw up.
“This b***h never learns,” I heard Ha
