"Bruce, you should cherish me more. My best friend asked me to break up with you. Do you know how good I am to you?"
That night, her hooligan boyfriend rode a motorcycle to warn me. "Emily is mine. If you try to persuade us to break up again, I..."
Bruce chuckled and showed an ambiguous expression, and his friend looked at me with disgusting eyes.
Seeing my eyes on the shelf, Emily got angry and threw the things in my hand to the ground.
"Adele, I'm your best friend. I am so sad now. Why don't you comfort me?"
She burst into tears. "I'm so sad. I like Bruce, but why does everyone oppose it?"
Emily's boyfriend Bruce dropped out of high school. Now he worked as a security guard and lived off Emily.
"You don't understand. He made me a bowl of porridge." Emily looked obsessed. "I feel at home when I am with him."
The Wilson family treated Emily like their own daughter and provided her with the best food and clothing.
The porridge I cooked for her before had eggs, meat, and shrimp.
"Adele, I envy you. You have to go to work every day. Your life is colorful." Emily had said these words many times.
I was her best friend, but she only came to me to vent her emotions.
Emily continued to mutter with a serious face. "Love is enough to satisfy me. I wish I had never been adopted by the Wilson family. Then I would be free and could pursue my love."
The next second, the ground began to shake.
I heard an electronic voice. "The reader's resentment is detected. The heroine's wish has been fulfilled, and the halo will be used for the last time."
Then, we were all reborn.
But this time, the person adopted by the Wilson family was me.
I was reborn at the age of eight, the day before Emily was about to be adopted by the Wilson family.
When I just woke up, I was a little dazed, staring blankly at my hands that had suddenly become smaller.
I heard a childish cry.
"I don't want to be adopted. If I'm adopted, I'll lose my freedom, be controlled, and even my love will be controlled by others.
"I would rather starve to death than have unfree love!"
It was Emily’s voice!
Now her name was Emily Moore.
Both of us were picked up by the director of the orphanage. We had no name or surname, so we both took the director's surname Moore. Emily changed her surname after she was adopted by the Wilson family.
The children who were surrounding Emily looked at each other.