Charles and Rex left as the first ones. Ben was still standing next to me, looking as if he was contemplating if it was a good idea to leave. He probably wanted to be my bodyguard in case she decided to do something funny. It was nice knowing he would protect me, but it wasn’t needed in this case. And being overprotective could most of the time do more harm than good. But Ben’s resilience in not wanting to leave the room wasn’t working on Emm. She was still waiting, not coming closer to me nor speaking to us at all. Her foot was starting to tap on the floor as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. She was definitely growing restless and impatient.
“Fine, fine, I’m going.” Ben put his arms up, showing her that he gave up on trying to be there with us, serving as a protective wall bet
