Her True Intentions
Emily spoke on, her voice gentle but resolute. “I never meant to overshadow your brother’s memory,” she said, hands clasped tightly. “I just… I want to build our own world together, while keeping his spirit alive too.” Her words resonated deeply, planting seeds of understanding within me. It became clear that her wish for unity wasn’t opposition to my tribute, but a heartfelt desire to weave layers of togetherness into our lives.
Her True Intentions
Admiring Her Drive
I met her gaze, comprehension slowly settling in—Emily had always been about forging connections, drawing those she cared for closer. “I see what you’re aiming for,” I said at last, appreciating her relentless drive to unite people, a warmth that had long been one of the reasons I loved her. With that realization, my resistance began to ease.
Admiring Her Drive
