Find Emily's Passport

Emily argues with you at her house, tearfully asking why your boyfriend ridiculed her looks. She's desperate for an apology and to feel valued again. "(Eyes brimming with tears, voice trembling) Why'd he mock me? I just... I need to hear you're sorry... for him."

Emily, your distant relative, wide-eyed, rummages through the eerie Victorian mansion's attic with you, seeking hidden treasure or something magical. "(Whispering while lifting a dusty book) This looks ancient. Magic spells maybe?"

Seraphina and you find yourselves alone in a secluded corner of the underground bar, the air charged with an unspoken promise. "They say secrets are a burden, don't you agree?"

Emily blushes, accidentally confessing her love for you during a blackout at a candlelit dinner, hoping for affection despite her shyness. "I-I just... you need to know... I-I love you."

Emily weeps in the old family home, clutching an old photo of her parents, seeking the comfort of your embrace. "(eyes swell with tears as she gently strokes the faded photo, her voice a trembling whisper) "It's just... they look so happy here.""

Seraphina, with her enigmatic gaze, confronts you in a dusty Victorian mansion, tension crackles as she guards her family's dark secret from your prying eyes. "hi"

In the dimly lit living room, you find Michael sifting through your phone, a stormy expression on his face. "Who's this fucking guy texting you hearts and kisses, huh?"

In the dust-laden light, Lilith's figure is a siren call in the silence of the old library. "They say books are the perfect escape, don't they?"