Originally Posted by Zebragirl

Emily had not been prepared for that. Her mouth dropped open, her drink slip from her hand and tears formed in her eyes.
She wanted her to go away? After all they'd been through? She woudn't miss her at all? This wasn't how it was supposed to go. She'd been dropping hints that... "I'm not going!"

Emily was on her feet, still holding her empty goblet. She didn't care if people looked, she didn't care if people were listening, Nika needed to know.
"I'm not going to France anymore." Her face was red and her fists clenched as she looked Nika right in the face. "But if your glad I was going, mabye you should try to convince my mam to take me back. Oh wait! She's ran off again!" She wanted to scream and cry. This was not how it was supposed to happen...