After Jacob left, Emily went inside the house. It was around eight p.m. Elsa waited for her daughter in the living room. She raised her eyebrows, as her daughter’s lips were a bit swollen. Elsa held Emily’s hand and led her to go to Emily’s room. Once they were in Emily’s room, a feminine room dominated by pink and white, Elsa glanced at her daughter and asked, “Now, will you tell me what’s wrong?”Emily hugged her mother and sobbed. “Oh, Mom!” She couldn’t tell the rest. Elsa didn’t push her daughter. Instead, she sat on the bed, waiting for her daughter to tell her. She only patted her daughter’s back. After a few minutes, Emily’s sob ceased. The younger woman wiped her tears, pulled herself from her mother’s embrace, sat on the bed, and bent her head to her bent knees. “He doesn’t love me, Mom.”Sighing, Elsa reached out her hand to hold and squeezed her daughter’s. Then she patted Emily’s backhand. “You can make him love you.”“Can I?” Her voice was shaky. “I thought he did.” E
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