Emmalyn's P.O.V

I roll over in the bed so that I wasn't facing Roman, I felt him drape his left arm over my waist and pull me closer against his body.  I try to fall asleep but it doesn't work, I keep hearing the exact same two questions asking themselves non-stop.

"What really happened that night?"

"Why won't Roman tell me everything?"

Those were the two questions that were going through my mind at the moment, I knew that I needed the answers to this questions, and I was going to get them tomorrow morning.  I was going to make him tell me even if he doesn't want to.

----In The Morning----

I wake down the stairs to the smell of coffee, beacon, eggs and toast.  God was I hungry right now.  I walked into the kitchenette, I stood behind Roman and hugged him from behind.  He turned his head around and bit,

"Morning," Was all he said before he kissed my forehead and started to serve up breakfast, so I sat down at the table after grabbing a cup of coffee.  We finished eating breakfast and I went into the living room after Roman refused to let me help him clean up. 

I sat on the couch and looked out of the window that was basically next to me.  Roman sat down next to me.  I look at him.

"Roman, I'm gonna ask you two questions and I need you to answer them honestly," I say to him as he looks at me with a blank look on his face.

"What really happened that night?" I asked him.

Roman looked at the ground beneath his feet, he looked back up after a few seconds,

"You were making a run for a drug lord, I can't remember his name so don't ask me.  One of the other drivers that was working with you ran into the side of your car.  The car kept on flipping for at least a minute, you kicked the right door off and tried to crawl out.  The other driver stopped their car and got out, they had a gun but they didn't shoot you they shot the car.  The car exploded sending you off of the road and into the forest that was next to the road.  I drove up to where the car was five minutes later. I found you and took you to the hospital." Roman recited the event that had happened.

"So I was right, you were the one that saved me," I say, I winch a the small bit of the flashback of the accident went through my mind quickly.

"Why were you holding back from telling me that?" I asked Roman.

"Because I, because every time I think about it I feel a huge bullet of guilt hit me, I knew that if I told you what had happened that I would pretty much relive it." Roman said to me.

I grabbed both of Roman's hands with my hands and looked into his eyes as he looked into mine.  I leaned in closer to him and kissed his right cheek.