I had someone once, but she was taken away. Sometimes when people leave, it isn't by choice, but they still do.
[Her grandmother, and Emil, and him, who's only the barest whisper of a memory now, and somehow that's even more infuriating than if someone had just up and left of their own accord.]
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[Her grandmother, and Emil, and him, who's only the barest whisper of a memory now, and somehow that's even more infuriating than if someone had just up and left of their own accord.]
She sounds like a piece of work.