Sitting in front of Emma stood a person she hoped she never see. Her sister Eleanor Summers or now Adams.
"Hey Em." Her sister says softly.
Ignoring her Emma turns to Minerva.
"I'm going back to bed I have classes tomorrow."
"No you not." She replies
"You are staying here and making amends."
Rolling her eyes Emma looked back her sister and niece.
"What do you want?" Emma snapped.
"Mom died." Eleanor said.
Emma stopped almost crying but then stopped. That women never did shit for her.
"So what." Emma said coldly.
"She missed you and was sorry!" Eleanor said standing up.
"Well I don't miss her or dad or you! You never gave two shits about me!" Emma yelled.
"I'm done. Stop making me look like the fucking bag guy. I'm happy now. I have a real family that cares about me and a boyfriend that loves me so I'm all good. " Emma finishes.
"Goodbye Eleanor." Emma walked out ignoring her sisters cries. She was done. She didn't care. All Emma wanted was Fred.