EMMA'S POV

"My name is Maryanne. I'm Emma's mother."

You heard the conversation from the couch in the living room.

You moved out of the way so that she couldn't see you from the door.

You couldn't hear their conversation any more.

You started to feel like you couldn't breathe.

You were having a panic attack.

Your lungs couldn't grasp the oxygen anymore. You were panting.

You didn't know what to do. You've never had one of these before.

Your back was on a wall and you slid down the wall trying your absolute best to breathe.

You heard the door close. You knew it, it was your mom coming to take you away.

You somehow managed to get on your 2 feet getting ready to bolt out of there.

You heard the foot steps coming closer and you felt like you were suffocating at this point.

You saw a figure turn the corner.

You knew it.

It was...