Ema: I'm not going to eat my words.

We couldn't find any hot chocolate, so me and Ana went back to the room. I'm not sure I should have told her how I felt, and I hated the tension between us, but I was not going to eat my words. I ment what I told her. I climed onto the top bunk and tried to relax, but to no avail. I glanced down at Ana. She was looking at the rose.

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