Emmalyn: reaches the art store. Sees her friend and walks over. "What did you want me to see?" Friend: pulls her to the back of the store. "Look, your drawings!" Emmalyn: gasps when she sees them on the wall. "I guess mom was right when she said she'll hang then up."
Miya; *i silently cry halfway there then I check in a black tinted window to make sure I don't look to obvious*
Friend: "But this is the best part." Pulls her to the center of the back and shows we the large drawing. It's a guy holding a rose with thrones covering his arms from the rise. Emmalyn: tries to keep from crying. "It's been two years from today. Excuse me." Runs up the stairs to the apartment on top of the shop. Goes into her room.
Elizabeth: -sips on her cocoa as she sirs at a table, phone starts to blare out music jumps a bit almost spilling her cocoa- BLAIRE! The butler arrived! We gotta go..
Miya. *jumps letting out a shrill scream I look at you eyes wide then relaxes and nods my face going red and I look down*
Miya: *takes a deep breath and in a small whisper my French accent cracking at the edges* it is nothing. Just something I have learned to deal with. *closes my eyes slightly then looks up. My face expressionless and my whole body ridged again*