A game of Destiny
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Emma stood at the entrance of her apartment, contemplating whether to let her mother in. It had been years since they last saw each other, and the memories of her mother's manipulative behavior haunted her. Yet, there she was, frail and desperate, begging for help.
"Please, Emma, let me in," her mother pleaded, tears streaming down her face. "I'm cold, haven't eaten since yesterday, and I haven't slept. I'm just asking for help one last time."