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Sophia Flashback to earlier in the night I knocked on Emma’s door. It was late, but this conversation couldn’t wait. I needed to know what was bothering her so we could fix it. If she was going to be my second in command, there couldn’t be any secrets between us. When she didn’t answer, I knocked again, a little more forceful. “OK, OK, I’m coming,” I heard her grumble, and a few seconds later, the door opened. Emma stood on the other side of the door with an unimpressed look. She was wearing her baby blue pajama shorts and a white tank top. “Can we talk?” I asked. “Can’t it wait? It’s after midnight, and I was already in bed,” she replied with an irritated sigh. “Nope, it can’t,” I told her before walking into her room without waiting for an invitation. “Come in,” she said sa