Chapter 262: Go ballistic!

Emily's POV

I watched him. He was standing there with his less than sad expression and his easygoing posture and I knew it was a lie.

There was nothing easy going about today…nothing easygoing about tomorrow too. Cassie was right.

It was going to be a long time before any of us would be okay.

I remember when he opened his eyes on that island, I was relieved but it didn't last.

It really didn't.

He was alive and I was grateful but my heart was still gone…shattered actually.

"Sit with me" I told him. "Sit with me, Owen"

And he did.

He walked right inside and he sat down beside me even though he was in his white shirt and his white pants. He didn't care.

He was Owen white and I am Emily Cole…when it came to us, a lot of things went to hell.

"Morning sickness?" He asked and looked at me.

"Yep" I said and rested my head on his shoulder and he leaned further to place his head on mine.