*Emily's POV*
I walked back into the banquet hall, grabbing two cocktail glasses, and hurrying to find a seat anywhere so I could stop my head from spinning. I downed the first drink in two swallows, and then started on my second. I didn't care if anyone noticed something was wrong with me. I just had to get rid of the feeling in my stomach.
Because I had lied to Daniel. I had kissed him, just to see if I returned any of his affections. And when the butterflies had started going crazy in my stomach, I knew that I did. I felt almost the same way I did when I kissed Jack. The difference was, after the kiss, I felt guilt. Because I was married to Jack. I wasn't married to Daniel.
But I guess I loved Daniel anyway.
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A Revengeless Life
FanfictionHere's what would happen after the series finale of Revenge, if Daniel and Victoria had somehow miraculously survived. I know I've been dying since that show ended, so here is a little something for everyone that feels my pain.
