Emma's POV
I walked out of the bedroom and into the living room.
"Excuse me, Sharon. There's something we have to discuss with you," I interrupted her silly excitement but she ignored me.
My patience was running thin.
Ethan arrived beside me.
"Emma, let me handle this," he whispered in my ear.
"No," I stated, taking a stand.
I grabbed the magazine from Sharon's hand and held it behind my back. She looked at me wide-eyed and seemed ready to kill but I didn't move; I couldn't.
"Now that I have your attention, there's something we have to talk about in private, or we can do it here. I don't give a damn but we're going to talk to you now."
I had no idea that I had that in me but lately I had developed a courageous attitude, which I loved.
"Ethan, what's going on?" she asked as she st
