Empty. That was the first word that came to mind when Emma asked me that question. I couldn't tell her that though, it sounded weird.

I was happy.

”I’m happy,” I said.

”Okay, happiness is good, but how do you feel?”

”I feel-” I looked around the room.

”-Like something is missing,” I whispered.

”I-” The door burst open and both me and Emma jumped to our feet.

”Leave.” Emma's eye met the floor and her head bowed. ...