Emma
“Let me tell you what you're really up to, Emma Weiss,” he said, pointing at me. “You're afraid to get involved with me because you think every man will treat you like your ex-husband, that dog, treated you. But I'm not Jasper Parrish, Emma. I really am not.” He was looking me in the eyes as he said those words.
I gasped at his words, looking away. I didn't want him to see the truth evident in my eyes—that my fear was really the same. Likewise, I mean, what else would I think of a man after what happened to me in my last marriage? Killian today was saying that he wanted to make me happy, but then to make me suffer, it was always like that, they never changed.
I liked him, but I couldn't start a deeper relationship with him because I was still very hurt and traumatized. It would be
