Heron Lake Plateau Only fools fall for you (and me)

She tookl a deep breath, not wanting to really admit to it outloud. "I know how you treated your sister, Onai." Emory's voice was no longer soft and quiet, her word didn't spill off her tongue smoothly. Now, it held a sterness and seriousness that hadn't been used in months. She avoided looking at him, still glaring at the quiet lake reflecting a blurry recreation of the sky. 

"And I'm mortified." Yes, she was surprised by his past ways, and nor did she like them. Though Emory was never much of a good egg herself, taking advantage of peoples emotions and thoughts to gain what she wanted, whether it be food, sex, or a place to stay. So, yes, she was mortified, but if he said the right things, would become simply a thing of the past.