But mine’s still black and bruised and yours is perfectly fine…

Emma had gotten over Abe, or at least she thought so, she had Jacob after all, he was a good boyfriend and she loved him, right? Well, all of that was put in proof during that one phone call… him telling her not to contact her… it hurt… She was crying over the phone booth, that’s when you came over… the only other person that loved Abe as much as she did…

“How did you got over him?” She asks, her voice was sad…