At first, Athena answered with a few dismissive words and ended the call, but this time, Emmett didn’t give her the chance to hang up. Instead, he video-called her directly.
“Athena, should we make our wedding even more extravagant?” Emmett’s smile was warm, his voice tender as always. “Just the thought of marrying you soon keeps me awake with excitement.”
Athena forced a smile, a bitter taste rising in her throat. She wanted to tell him to stop pretending.
After everything, wasn’t he tired of the endless games?
But she couldn’t bring herself to say it. After all these years, she had truly loved Emmett.
“Athena, why are you spacing out again?” Emmett’s frown deepened, clearly irritated. “Is something more interesting than me?”
Athena snapped back to reality, quickly redirecting her gaze to the screen, focusing on Emmett’s face.
The background behind him seemed unfamiliar, an unfamiliar space she didn’t recognize. It wasn’t home. Athena hesitated for a moment before replying, “I’m in Skyridge, preparing a wedding gift for you.”
Emmett’s eyes lit up, his smile widening in delight.
A long time ago, they had cuddled up in bed, watching videos together.