Emily Valentine

Is true love still out there?

It’d be unfair to say I was unloved.   In some capacity, it’s always been there. Parents and grandparents that kind of wanted me (shout out to all my firstborn oops babies out there). The aunts, who found me novel being the first baby since well, them. A little brother and cousins that to some extent care that I’m not dead. It was the familial affection that one would expect. At least, when it was convenient.