A lifetime seemed to pass since the last time she sat in her childhood home, a different feeling with her being less than human. She hadn’t brought herself to tell them, not yet at least. Before they returned to Hawthorne, she would need too. The rest of their life couldn’t be lived out not seeing them if she had a choice. Emma leaned into him on the couch, feeling as if this were their first moment alone since arriving in Oregon. “Thank you for bringing me. I’m not sure I can say it enough.”
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