Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring Novel

Marina boiled with anger .

She was pacing through her office with thoughts going through her mind .

The thought that Mrs.

Walker would hire someone like Emma , someone with no good background or qualifications , into the company and give her such an important position made Marina burn .

She had spent all her life proving her loyalty .

She had made unspeakable sacrifices all in the name of earning the trust and status she believed she deserved from Mrs.

Walker .

Now , this nobody , Veronica Moore , Marina growled , was threatening it all She grabbed her desk , her mind spinning .

What actually did Me Walker even see in her ?! Marina was sure that whatever innocence Emma was displaying was nothing more than a ruse .

I will not allow you to ruin everything Ive worked for .

Marina said under her breath .

Her voice laced with Venom Marina picked up her phone and dialed the investigators number with renewed anger .

Get me informations on Veronica Moore , and dont keep me waiting .

Find out where shes from , who she really is , and why she disappeared .

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment , then they replied , I understand .

Ill double my efforts .

Marina leaned back in her chair after hanging up the call .

A twisted smile formed on her lips .

If Emma wanted to play innocent , Marina was ready to rip that mask off her face in front of everyone .

As Emma prepared for work that morning , something felt odd .

But she couldnt quite pinpoint it out .

She stood out in the outside Mrs.

Walkers room , as she usually did , ready for them to make their drive to work .

But when the door finally opened .

Mrs.

Walker wasnt putting on her usual work attire but a plain , gray , somber dress .

Her face was white and tired , and her eyes were filled with unshed tears .

The sadness in Mrs.

Walkers eyes was almost palpable in its weight , and Emma felt her heart clutch at its sight .

She immediately reached out , her voice low to barely a whisper .

Elizabeth , whats wrong ! Mrs.

Walker took a shaken breath ; her poise quivered .

Today … she started , voice cracking .

Today makes a year since my daughter passed away .

Her face fell that moment , and she finally let go sobbing openly .

The rawness of her pain filled the space between them , and Emma immediately closed the distance between them and pulled Mrs.

Walker into an embrace .

Oh , I am 50 sorry .

Emma whispered , her voice shaking with emotion .

Emma wanted to offer some sort of comfort but felt that words were futile considering the situation .

She wrapped her arms tightly around Mrs.

Walker , willing to absorb some of the ache that Elizabeth was carrying inside her if possible .

Emmas mind strayed to a couple of times when she found Dians things strewn around the house .

She has stayed as far away from Dianas room for respect sake but has come across her things one way or the other .

An old scarf , lipsticks , headbands , and Dianas framed photos were everywhere in the living room.

Each relic of Dianas life had made her jump , ast if peering into a fractured mirror of her reflection .

Uncanny was the resemblance , eerie almost , but it was mere coincidence , Emma believes Mrs.

Walker pulled backward a little , brushing a hand over her cheek , although more tears still ran down Would you come with me today .

Vero ? I would like … I think Diana would love to meet you .

The invitation tore at Emmas heart , and she nodded , not hesitating , her words caught in her throat .

Yes … yes , Id be honored to meet her .

They shared a long , tearful moment of silence , and this event made them seem more close .

Emma found herself whisked into Mrs.

Walkers pain , and the sorrow they held in each other arms was too much to bear ; she too could not hold her tears anymore .

She burst into tears .

Her heart felt heavy as they walked towards the door .

She remebered what Mrs.

Walker had told her about Dianas death .

and a tragic picture surfaced in her mind that refused to be dismissed .

ung woman , a victim of cancer , had red not from the disease but from what it had done to her Diana Walker , a delicate young 12:49 Tue , Dec 17 G Chapter 19 9K 71 % spirit .

Diana had committed suicide in some dark parking lot , leaving behind for her mother a letter that would have torn at anyones heart .

In the letter Diana had poured out her regrets , apologizing for not having the strength to endure and confessing how desperately she had wanted to live , to fight on , but her ailing body simply couldnt keep up .

Yet , Mrs.

Walker had publicly declared Diana had died in her sleep peacefully , thus saving her daughter from the ignominy and saving her memory from the cruel rumors of this world .

That was my final gift to her , Mrs.

Walker had said to Emma And Emma had felt a pang of understanding at that time a mothers love , which did not falter , even after facing the unspeakable loss .

As the two were just stepping out of the building , holding hands they came across Marina , who was just arriving at the house .

Marinas expression transformed in an instant from surprise to disgust as her gaze fell on Emma .

Aunt , Marinas voice was as calm as the ocean as she turned her gaze back to Mrs.

Walker .

Ive come to take you to see Diana .

Shes waiting for us .

Mrs.

Walker wiped her tears off her voice trembling .

Im already on my way there , she said softly , her hold on Emmas hand tightening as if drawing strength from her .

I cant wait to see her again .

With her ? Marinas voice went cold ; her eyes were fixed upon Emma with open disdain .

She pointed her manicured finger in her direction , the disgust marking every word .

This girl is a stranger .

This is a family matter .

Emmas face drained , but before she could pull back , Mrs.

Walkers grasp only tightened .

Her expression turned cold .

I dont have time for this , Marina , she said so decisively that no further argument would serve .

Emma is coming with me .

Ive made my choices .

Meet us there if you want , but Im not letting her go .

And with that , Mrs.

Walker pulled Emma along .

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