It did not get easier for Emma not to think about Horas once she was back in her room. She had been like a zombie throughout dinner, and Howard looked worried.
He had tried asking Emma what was wrong with her but Emma had been unable to answer him. She had nothing decent to say about what happened to her in the club.
So when Howard had pressed her for the details, all Emma could do was to try and hide her face away. She could just not face her feelings.
‘I need to thank Horas for helping me out. And I also should not feel this jealousy over Horas talking with another girl. After all, they could be friends.’
Emma tried to reassure herself but it was difficult to do for herself. She was just trying to fool herself at this point.
She somehow fell into a fitful sleep and woke up with a fresh mind the next day.
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Out of everyone Horas had expected to seek him out, Loris Hamelton was the last person he expected.