Chapter 1 💔

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BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
"Stupid alarm clock..." I mumble and roll out of bed.
"Emilia!" my mom called me from down the stairs. "Breakfast is ready!"
"Uggh, I'm already coming momm!" I reply while I slip out of my pyjama's and put on a gray blue-ish hoodie and ripped black jeans. At last I quickly brush my hair with a hairbrush and check myself in the mirror one last time. I have feisty bright green eyes and long ebony black hair. I wish I was as pretty as my best friend Catherine. She has blue eyes and brown hair. All boys at school like her, even though she's emo, but not as emo as I am. My dad died in a car crash when I was 10.

I head downstairs.
"Here, I made you breakfast." my mom greets me. "Thanks." I said while reaching my hands out to the plate, my fingertips examining the cold porcelain structure before grabbing it. Sometimes I feel like my heart is made out of porcelain. When it breaks, it won't recover.

"Are you okay?" my mom asks.
I mentally facepalm when realize I had been staring at my plate this whole time. "I'm fine." I reply with a fake smile... but she doesn't notice.

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