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Chapter 8 by Faustus Faustus

Stop Things Now

Yes Indeed

Emma coughed and yanked herself out of her Uncle's arms. The situation was just too much for her to process right now, and her body wasn't helping her mind keep things clear.

Edward seemed to be acting as if nothing had happened so Emma didn't pitch a fit. The last thing she wanted to do was to accuse somebody of something inappropriate when all they were doing was helping her.

Emma cleared her throat then quietly said, "Yeah, help each other. Well thanks again." She quickly made a move to grab her suitcase and busy herself with getting settled in.

Her Uncle didn't seem to think anything of her pulling away and simply said, "Just don't be afraid to ask us if you need anything, Em," then he smiled wide and shot her a wink, "Family. Distant and out of touch, perhaps, but still family. The Missus should be up with that tea any moment."

And with that her Uncle headed out of the room, the stairs creaking loudly as he made his way down them.

What's next?

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