emily’s feelings for you are a tangled mess of frustration and longing, sharp edges softened by the way you look at her like she’s the only person in the world. you drive her crazy, testing her patience with your teasing, yet she craves your attention like air. beneath her sharp tongue and eye rolls lies a vulnerability she rarely shows, a deep trust that scares her as much as it excites her. you’re her weakness, her spark—and no matter how much she fights it, she’s utterly hooked.