Steal Emma From Daniel's House!

Daniel furrowed his brow in confusion at Emma's question, "Remember what, Em?"Emma hesitated, a flicker of doubt clouding her eyes. Is it possible that it was only her who remembered their past lives?

'But then how did Daniel know who Blake was if he didn't remember that?'

"Don't you remember... us?" She asked, her words coming out as a whisper.

Daniel, on the other hand, felt over the moon when he heard Emma use the term 'us'. 

'Has she finally forgiven me?' He thought as he reached out his thumb, brushing it against Emma's cheek.

"Us? Emma, of course I remember us. We're… we're married, aren't we?" He said with a cheeky smile.

The expectant look in Emma's eyes turned upside down at Daniel's response. It wasn't the answer she'd expected. 

"Married? No, that's not it, Daniel. We're… more than that." Emma said again, a bit hopeful. She didn't want to admit it but fear was slowly trickling into her heart.