LePeppermintQueen
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Oswyn Emmerson wasn't one for affection. Oswyn didn't hug, or talk at dinner, or participate in family game night. Oswyn didn't watch MTV with her little brother Sam, or help her twin brother, Michael, fix his motorcycle, and the closest thing to bonding she had done to bonding with her mother in the past 10 years (possibly her whole life) was ask for pads when her period first started.
She was fine with this. She had herself, and that was all she needed.
A/N: I am currently in the process of doing a re-write of this fic so please look out for that on my profile. It'll also be posted on ao3. I'm still unsure if I'll delete this version as it's been a super long time since I first published it and its pretty ass by my current standards ;-;