Chapter 9

Oh no.
I don't dare breathe as my eyes connect with Pops. I gulp from the intensity of his stare, the whole room has completely silenced. If you listen carefully, you can probably hear the beads of sweat dripping from Jake's forehead onto the floor.
"Emily? Is this true?" Pops says quietly, his voice full of disappointment. I continue to stare at him, my tongue running dry, making me unable to reply. I know Pops is a good man, there's no denying it. I also know the news of his favourite...