Ember's POV
Taking a deep breath, I tried to hold back the threatening tears.
"No, I’m not crying," I replied, avoiding his gaze. I rather not look weak in front of him.
"It's just... this place brings back memories," I whispered.
"Oh… I didn't mean to make you emotional," he muttered, combing his hands through his hair.
"It's fine," I said while stepping away from his hold and trying to compose myself.
“It's been long since I visited this place or even held a bow. Not sure if I’m still good at this,” I chuckled.
"I can assist you," he offered.
"Do you want to try shooting?" he asked softly, gesturing towards the archery range.
"Sure," I replied after hesitating for a second.
Tristen led me to a shooting lane and helped me adjust my stance and grip on the bow. His body was so clo
