HappyBeingMe
That Music Loving Loner
"Oh, you mean how you tortured him?" She asks, her threatening tone coming back but she closes her eyes and sighs. "I'm sorry, sir. Yes I do know." She says, looking at Emery's neck, then at Edward. She was trying to control the urge to rip his head off, something got to her about him, and it wasn't just how terrible he treats Emery. Her brown eyes examine the man's face, every crevice every angle.