Breaking Glass

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I decided to go on little trip to the cemetery with Elsa and Emma. The three of us were sitting in Emma's yellow bug and we finally go to our destination. We unbuckled and I was about to get out until I heard a sigh. I looked to the front to see it came from Emma. She was leaning back in her seat and had a stressed out look on her face. I leaned forward and turned my head to look at Emma, "Hey, are you okay?" I had a curious expression and so did Elsa.

Emma held up the pictures she found, "It's just the pictures. Reminds me of when I first got here. Regina and I hated each other. Well, 'hate' might be the wrong word, but we did not mix." Oh, yeah, I forgot to say that Emma found a lot of different pictures of herself. I forgot where she said she found them. Some was of just her and then others were of her and someone else. One picture was her and Henry, another was of her and myself, and then other was of her and the ice cream lady.

"But it seems like you've come a long way since then." Elsa stated.

"Yeah, but it looks like we're right back at it," Emma sighed. "Just wish I could fix it. Coming?" Emma asked us.

"I think that you two should talk alone. That way you can talk with her one-on-one and make things the way they were before. Things could go back to the way they were before all of this." I suggested.

"Doubt it. I screwed her over. Once you screw someone over, there's no getting them back." Emma opened her car door and started to get out.

"What makes you say that?" Elsa inquired.

"Experience." Was Emma's reply as she got out of the car and walked away. It was not just Elsa and I in the car. There was an awkward silence between us because neither one of us knew what to say.

Elsa was the first one to talk, "Aria?" I hummed. "What exactly did you mean in the ice wall? When you said that your mother didn't love you?" I took a sharp intake of breath, "You don't have to tell m-"

"No, it's fine. It would be great to tell someone about it." I hesitated before I explained everything to her. Well... almost everything. She didn't need to hear the whole story.

Elsa seemed shocked after everything I told her, "I'm sorry that you had to go through all of that."

I shook my head with a sad smile, "Don't be. If you really think about it, it was kind of good thing. I still strongly dislike my mother for everything she's done to me, but if she hadn't done it then I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't have met all of my friends and I wouldn't have seen all of the amazing things I have." It was night now and we were still waiting for Emma.

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