[ She's going to get used to this before too long... but Mira holds onto her, face pressed tight against Ema's shoulder. This close, it's hard to not hear her. But Mira really hears her... and though her heart hurts deeply, it helps.

It helps more than she'd ever thought. Mira still cries, but--it's from relief. From being accepted in spite of everything. From having Ema here, holding her like this.

She nods. ]

I couldn't keep doing it-- Even if I don't remember, I know that much. I couldn't let them think they could do whatever they wanted, Ema. [ She holds onto her, just a little tighter. ] It's so wrong, but I don't-- i-if I go back, I don't know if I'll even be able to stop it, even knowing what I do now.