"Emilie McAvoy," I heard my cousin call out sternly to me as I walked by. I stopped mid step to turn and look at him. There was my cousin Luke Windsor and his friend I have never seen before. He was tall, dark-haired, bright blue-eyed and looked sharply dressed. Luke brought me into a large hug as we had grown up together. Luke and I were very close, he helped me through the tough times and laugh with me through the easier times. Luke and I became a lot closer after my Dad died. We learned to help each other through all of our grief. Luke smiled as tears were brought to my eyes as the sight of him. It reminded me of home. It reminded me of the childhood games we would play backstage at the Donmar Theatre in East London. The good times. Luke rubbed my arm as I wiped away the tears. "Emilie, I would like you to meet one of my best friends and colleague Tom Hiddleston." Luke's friend offered his hand to shake which I accepted as I smiled at him. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Hiddleston."