Chapter 53:

The night was undoubtedly quiet, with the shaking of the leaves that were about to sprout towards the floor. The wriggling of the wind that just had to blow the curtains and down onto the room.

And. Finally sleep, but sleep wouldn't come, days like this, Emma settled on the balcony chair with her twin brother sipping coke while they chatted away about things that didn't quite matter.

But today, here she was, at Jeremy's house, seated, gazing down at the balcony chair while sipping the bottle of coke quietly, it burned so much when she was alone.

No brother to make her laugh.

And finally there was no Jeremy.

It was painful because it was true, she missed his scent. He smelled nice like the combinations of flavors she would definitely have on her ice-cream.

Gazing at the dark night sky, she took another sip, another quiet night, and she was undoubtedly painfully.

Alone.

She stretched her hand letting out a quiet yawn, maybe she should head back into the room and sleep, but her limbs jus