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But you can get me.
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"I used to like her the way Norman does, too."
It was clear that [Name] felt something for Emma. It took quite a while for her to figure out. After all, the books in the library were all about damsels in distress between a woman and a man. But after finding the right book, she discovered that her feelings weren't invalid even if it were between two women.
"I'd do anything to put a smile on her face." [Name] continued with a soft smile on her face. She glanced around and saw Norman looking at her in curiosity.
"You've gone crazy." Ray pushed both of them off of his grip.
"What if Emma dies because of it?"
"That won't happen. We'll make sure of it." [Name] answered. She was already over the conversation. She finally admitted something that she never would have thought to say out loud. So with that being said, she went to go calm down Emma, who was still throwing a tantrum.
Norman continued their quarrel. "I'll do whatever it takes. Look on the bright side, I've always been able to accomplish whatever I set out to do. And [Name]'s right. If you bake mud, you can make a vessel. So a boat that's made out of mud wouldn't necessarily sink."
"You've lost your mind."
"You think? Perhaps Emma, [Name], and I are all insane. We've completely lost it. But, I know you can't let us do it alone." Norman leaned in to whisper into Ray's ear.
"Especially, [Name]." Ray flinched at the sound of her name. After her confession, his self-esteem didn't do so well. But he was still devoted.
The ravenette chuckled, "You jerk. What kind of friend would I be if I did."
A sound of a bell ringing flooded their ears.
"Uh, hey guys?" Emma stepped forward with [Name] following behind her. "Shouldn't we still have some free time left?
"We should go." The four of them all ran at a steady pace towards the House.
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In the dining room, was Isabella, holding a baby in her arms. She had ginger hair and bright blue eyes. Everyone in the room awed on and on about how adorable she was.
Next to Isabella was another woman. She had the same uniform, dark skin, brown eyes, and brown hair.
"Attention!" Isabella called. "I want you to meet Carol, your newest sibling. And this is Sister Krone. She's here to help me with my duties."
"An adult?" Emma gasped. The four eldest all felt some form of discomfort with another adult under the same roof as them.
