Save Me
Emma's POV
Lying in my bed, tossing and turning, I can’t help but feel the excitement building up for tomorrow. It’s been three long years since Mia left for Chicago to develop herself mentally and financially. Since then, I’ve been stuck under the constant watchful eye of our controlling mother. Now, at 17, I often wonder what it would be like to have the freedom to do whatever I want, whenever I want, without being constantly monitored.
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