Emmeline couldn't help the pause that occurred when Lorcan asked her about her father. Mostly because she didn't know what to say. She had been holding it in for so long, and she wondered why he was even curious about something like that, but she couldn't help the words that bubbled up in her chest. It was though a part of her was craving to keep it pressed deep inside, yet another part was warring to let it all out.
After all, her father dying had marked the beginning of a downward spiral in Emmeline Vance. Hell, it was probably part of the reason she was here. It was hard to concentrate on that though, for a slight moment. She wanted to lean forward, to capture his lips in a kiss and shut up anymore questioning on either of their parts, but something made her want to talk and before she knew it, the words were already there. "He died," he muttered simply enough, her eyes shining with tears that refused to fall.
"My mum... she... was very different from him. My Da. She...." she stopped, trying to find a word that was less harsh but not being able to, "She hated me. Never wanted a child, but came from a pureblood family. So my Da did right... he married her. But it was really miserable for both of us. Really, he was the only thing that made things okay. Made me feel like a person, and not a piece of garbage" she admitted with a small shrug, biting her lower lip that seemed to be quivering at the admission.
"But he got sick before my seventh year, then he died. He got out, but he left me here. And..." she shrugged helplessly, "My life fell apart. A lot of... things happened. Bad things. Things I can't make go away, and while part of me misses him, I also blame him, and it's hard to live because of that. But it never goes away... It's always there, is all. Missing him, followed by the pain," she finally finished, going quiet, wondering how stupid and pathetic she sounded to Lorcan. Fuck, maybe he'd think she was a complete joke. honestly though, she wouldn't blame him....