Emma was not a girl with no feelings. But she was a girl who hid her feelings. All this time, it was not that Emma didn't miss her mother who was always understand and accompanied her whenever she got into trouble. She just pretended that she was able to move forward from the good memories of her mother. But when serious problems approached her, it would be the time for Emma to stared missing the person who was usually by her side to give her a warm hug.
"Mom.. If you were still living, I wouldn't have chosen this path. If you were still by my side, I would have a real family, like the others." She mumbled before burying her face in the knees she was hugging.
"I miss you, Mom. I don't know what to do. What should I do?" Emma muttered to herself as her body shivered from the cold inside and outside she was feeling.
