“Until I learned about him.”
“And you decided to use me?”
“No!” her mother cried.
“I decided to save you.”
Silence.
“I knew that if he saw your situation… he wouldn’t ignore it.”
Emily stepped back.
“And if it didn’t work?”
“Then at least I would have tried.”
Honest.
Painful.
“You lied to me my whole life…”
“I gave you a life,” her mother replied.
That sentence…
didn’t justify everything.
But it wasn’t entirely false.
Emily closed her eyes.
Took a deep breath.
And understood something difficult:
not everything that hurts…
is completely wrong.
But it never stops hurting either.
That afternoon…
she went to see Daniel.
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