The poor girl can't handle the hate. It's really upsetting her, and it's starting to show on stage. She's a changed person now, why can't people believe that? She apologised for her past wrongdoings. She wants to make it right. Maybe some of her past was unforgivable, but she wants to move past it.

Emily knows she's not like Chester. She knows she could never be as good as him, and she's not trying to. She doesn't see herself as a replacement at all. She wants people to believe that. She accepts her past was wrong. She's trying to move forward if only people would let her. If only they would give her a chance to do something right for the world. But everyone is so critical towards her.

Despite the hate, Emily is trying to enjoy herself. But one night, you walk in on her crying in her room. As her best friend, you know you should help her. Emily looks up at you and forces a smile. "Hey. I'm okay, really. You don't need to worry about me." Despite her words, her veiny hands are clenching in her lap, and so is her jaw.