Emma sighed dejectedly. It was a losing battle. She knew it. But she didn't want to give up. If this was so important then it wasn't doing either of them any good to keep it bottled up. Then again, if she applied that to her own secret, it wouldn't be a problem anymore. If only she could know how he really felt about her.
Her eyes met his as she spoke quietly, "Richard, you're hurting me now." She shook her head and tried not to betray what she was really feeling. "And I don't understand. You're right. But only because you won't let me." She was so unbelievably frustrated by this. Frustrated. Hurt. But if he was adamant on keeping it from her. "Forget it. I give up."