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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Sep 26, 2019
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For three years, Emilia had been struggling to get her life back on track after she lost her memory. The only thing that she ever remembers is that her family was no longer with her and that she wishes it was her. She was scared and alone, with nobody to hold her and help her through the journey of her recovering her memory. But in a harsh and dangerous world that she lived in, will she always be alone, or will she flourish into the person she was meant to be all along....
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Emilia Roth never cared about emotions. After years of suppressing her own feelings, she sees them as nothing more than a distraction. But that changes the night she finds the Emotion Note, a mysterious black notebook with an unsettling instruction: "Write a full name. Write down the description of the emotion that you wish for that person to feel. What is written will play out exactly as described." Skeptical but curious, Emilia experiments. She makes a scam artist feel crippling guilt, a catcaller experience paralyzing fear, and an old friend relive love so overwhelming it drowns out all else. Each emotion unfolds exactly as she described, no matter how poetic-or cruel-her wording. But power has a cost. The more she uses the Emotion Note, the more she begins to feel unfamiliar emotions herself-waves of sorrow, flashes of rage, bursts of hysterical joy. She soon realizes the horrifying truth: emotions aren't created, only transferred. Every feeling she forces onto another must come from someone-or something. And now, it's watching her.

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