I stood there frozen in the hallway, my heart slamming against my ribs. Emily’s eyes went wide as she took it all in, me in nothing but a thin t-shirt, David right behind me with his hand still on my arm, shirtless, looking guilty as hell. The silence stretched so tight I thought it might snap.
“Emily, wait,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s not… I can explain.”
She took a step back, phone still glowing in her hand. “Explain? You’re sneaking around with my dad? Sophie, what the f**k?” Her voice cracked, but she didn’t yell. Not yet. She just stared, hurt flashing across her face.
David cleared his throat. “Sweetheart, let’s go inside my room. We can talk. Quietly.”
Emily hesitated, then nodded stiffly. We all slipped into his bedroom, and he shut the door. The room smelle
