After Emily told Blake she knew he wasn't Darniel, he actually collapsed right into her chest. She smiled as she caressed his hair, "They did such a good job deceiving us, don't you think..."
Emily looked up at the person by the door, "Hope?"
When Blake didn't respond to any of her messages or returned any of her calls, she rushed over to see if he was home yet. The lock on the door was a nuisance so she got rid of it by detaching it with a screwdriver.
She was going to do the same to Blake's room door when she heard voices coming from Emily's room.
"How are you here?" Hope questioned with narrowed eyes.
Emily laughed, "No nice to see you again? Or welcome back?"
"Answer my question dammit!" Hope angrily commanded her.
"What right do you have to ask me questions? You took everything away from me and locked me away inside myself. You're lucky I haven't killed you yet."
