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Emilia just sat there. shocked in what she just witnessed. cold on the ground lays her brother and the shaky medal of the knife lands in the hand of her adoptive father. She knew he wasnt very fond of them but to go that far to kill her only family was too much for her 15 year old brain to handle. All she felt was hatred and grief but the only thing she could set aside was the fact that she could be next. All he did was drop a bowl of cereal and it costed him his 8 year old life. Emilia needs to find her way out of the next problems she may face and along the way figure out how she can handle her feelings toward others and figue out if its worth to save a life of a stranger or risk her own for a small chance of love.
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He's everything and more. I wish he saw me as more than just some kid. I wish I knew what to say to make him notice me. But I'm too late, the moment passed and he's gone. Emilia: Without school as a distraction, I'm lonely as hell. No boyfriend this year. No friends. All I had were my dogs and my customers. Then he noticed me. I was invisible at home but seen by his soft knowing eyes. He'd pierced my soul with a glance and a simple question before he showed me what it felt like to be wanted. Maybe I could grow up and become a woman worthy of him after all. -- Stephen: Spending the holidays alone shouldn't have felt this devastating. How could I still not enjoy my own company? Maybe I've depended on my family too much. They should be able to live their own lives for a few days. I could manage. Besides, how could I fall apart when she was right there? Her sweet innocent eyes looked into mine and I knew she'd take the loneliness away. I would do anything to keep her coming back.

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