Cartas a la maldita muerte

Cartas a la maldita muerte

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Romance
Emma Millark era una chica que vivía una vida complicada, su padre la había abandonado a ella y a su madre Sarah cuando Emma apenas era una bebe, Sarah Millark era una drogadicta que había decidido entrar a un programa de rehabilitación para ofrecerle una mejor vida a su hija, mas sin embargo no lo pudo lograr del todo. Leonor Bulock la mejor amiga de Emma será la narradora y personaje principal de esta historia junto a Alex Parker que también fue amigo de Emma, ellos estarán encargados de saber y entender el porqué de las decisiones que Emma tomo a lo largo de su vida y lo que la llevo a su fin.
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I pushed back my glasses and enquired, "Hi, did you call me?" I saw him smirk a little and then averted my gaze to anywhere but him. "Yes, Ms. Findlay. I did call you. I wanted to ask; are you the one who is making these new designs? Giving them finishing touches?", he asked pointing to the paperwork on his table. I didn't know why, but my throat had gone dry. So, I just nodded. He got closer to me and instinctively, I took steps away from him. Soon, he had closed the slightly ajar door and I was trapped between him and the door. We were so close that I could feel his breath near my neck. Slowly, he whispered into my ear, "What did you think, I would have forgotten you, Emerson? Do you think this is all a game?" I gulped. That was enough to confirm that he had definitely recognized me. I fake frowned and stuttered while trying to find the doorknob, "I...uh...I...I don't understand what you are talking about.....I...I...I think I should go." I finally found the doorknob, opened the door and practically ran out but, not before hearing him say, "If this is a game, so be it. Let the games begin." ____________________ Emma had only three goals since she was ten: grow mature, study hard and become independent. Through thirteen lonely years of struggle and hardships, she successfully crosses out the first two of the list. Now that she is twenty-three, it is time to get independent. But, what happens when she meets a peril from the past that has her future in his hands? Nothing, she just asks herself "Why Me?"

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