Cross My Heart, Hope To Die

“Every minute of every day, people make promises. They sign contracts, shake hands, lock pinkies— they vow to honor the agreement no matter what.
Every minute of every day, people break those promises. Some resulting in minimalistic outcomes, others—catastrophic.
Every minute of every day since that Sunday evening, I spend wishing that I kept my promise.”

My name is Emily Harwood. I was 15 when I broke that promise. I was 15 when I was taken.