It's been hours and the sun was almost out. Emandra has been sitting on the floor of her room not sure if she understood anything…a servant had come in, to bring her food and water and after some time the same servant returned with her dress. She did not want to eat, she felt nothing, and her wolf had become weak and barely responded to desperate pleas for help. she wanted the pain gone, she could not bring herself to accept the rejection, she was heartbroken, how could he not see her love for him, how could he choose her sister over her? She had just gotten Emma, but just as quickly as she came, she was leaving, she felt so alone and rejected. “Why aren't you dressed yet?” Emandra had been in a daze for hours, she could barely feel herself. She looked up to her mother, she wore a fancy evening gown. It was then she looked out and realized it was the night she had been sitting all day. She had so much to ask, she wanted to say so much but found no voice or energy. Her mother calle
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