Chapter 4
Snow/David's POV
Beautiful music floated through the apartment. Snow and David didn't know that a piano could sound that amazing. They were cautiously peaking around the corner to watch Emma play. Neal was just as transfixed by the music as they were. He was sitting on the bench next to Emma. She had been playing for hours and nobody in the house moved a muscle. When Emma told Neal that she could plat they didn't think she could really play.
Eventually after 3 hours the music flowing through the house slowly came to a stop. They had never seen Emma like that. They hadn't seen such joy on her face since she had been turned into a 13 year old.
"Come on Em's play some more." Neal said enthusiastically.
"Em's, Em,'s..."Emma jerked off the piano bench. Falling backwards onto the floor. Snow and Charming came running. Emma lay in the floor sobbing. When they got to her they tried to calm her down, but she couldn't see them. Whatever she was seeing must have been terribly scary because she was thrashing around and screaming. All that the family could do was try to restrain her. They had to protect her from herself. As they were reaching for her wild limbs they noticed something. A bruise was forming on her cheek.
"When did she do that?" Charming demanded!
"I don't t think she d did." Snow stuttered.
Unfortunately they were correct. The bruise quickly swelled and darkened in color. There was no doubt in their minds of what the bruise was. It was a handprint, and a large one at that. Emma was not only being emotionally attacked. She was being attacked physically, and there was nothing they could do to stop it.
TBC
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