Luca
As Emma and her parents sat across from me at the dining table, I couldn't help but notice how perfectly she played the role of a gracious hostess. Even though her every word was a lie, she managed to maintain an air of polite attentiveness throughout the conversation. And even as she fussed over her younger sister Bianca, she exuded a calm and sweet demeanour that reminded me of the Emma I had once known.
As I watched her, I couldn't help but wonder whether I was simply longing for the Emma of the past. Had she really changed so much, or was it just my perception of her that had shifted over time? I had missed out on so much of her life; her not being here for me to witness her growth and maturity is a mind f**k.
I had always wanted to experience everything with her, yet fate had
