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I waddled over to the closet. There was no need to shower again but I wanted to. I wanted to smell good around him. I grabbed a full sleeve blue top with a round neckline and denim jeans. The practice would last longer. It could get dark too. I didn't want to catch a cold.

I was still stuck in the moment when I heard that strange, loud buzz in my ears. It felt as if someone was around me creating it. I was not certain. What's happening to me? Is it related to the dead Emma? I mean I look like her.

After dressing up, I climbed down the stairs. He was already waiting for me in the hall. "You don't need to do this. I got it yesterday that you don't want me." I stopped on the last step. "If you're doing this because your mother wants, please don't do this against your will." I cast my head down. Tears gathered in my eyes. It was hurting so much. My words could send him away, forever. Would I die without him? Or wandered around like a rogue? I don't know but