<div style="text-align: justify;">Emma really liked when Len placed his forehead against hers. She felt really comforted by his gesture and his proximity, and it relaxed her. The fact that she would always have her memories remained, though, but it didn't seem so horrible when she thought about it with him around. It was good to know that at least he wanted to help her. It was better than what she had gotten all her life.<br/><br/>When he said there was a place where they could forget her bad memories, Emma smiled tiredly. She didn't really believe it, but it was nice to simply imagine for a moment. "We're still in a pretty bad place", she replied to his comment on looking for a better place had led him to her. It was sort of uncertain what exactly she was talking about. She could be talking about the hospital, but she could also be talking about the place they were both in mentally and emotionally. Either way, both places were bad at the moment, so it could be either.<br/><br/>As Len kissed her and rubbed her back, Emma closed her eyes, feeling a bit better. She was still sad and broken, but at least, there was a little bit of hope that she could be helped. That was good eough for a girl who had spending her entire life expecting nothing but bad things to come her way.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'What are you doing?'</span>, her little inner demon chimed in, finally. <span style="font-style: italic">'You don't think this guy will actually want to be with you, do you? He will bang you and leave, you will see. Just believe me'</span>.<br/><br/>Emma let out a distressed sigh and shook her head. "Do you mind if I get up and write a little?", she asked quietly. "I need to clear my head a little. You can read it later, if you want to".</div>