The house was quiet. I sat in my room and stared at the various pictures of my family I had around my room. My eyes settled on one picture where it was just Emma and I. She had her arms around my waist and looked blissfully happy. It was outside of the Starbucks that she worked at. She had been promoted and she was just beaming with pride. But, when I looked closer at the picture, I saw the look of love she had in her eyes. She was looking at me with a huge smile on her face. Emma was always so sweet. She was always the person that...