Blythe
I wasn't that desperate for my sister back. Just talking about the twins left her paler and sadder. Which is all she'd be if she left them, she'd be in a world of pain and sadness for the rest of her days. Which would be numbered considering she left her reasons for living. For me.
I couldn't live with myself. "It's okay Charlotte." I whispered. She shook her head, her hair bouncing around her shoulders. I looked at her and said, "I can't just abandon you. I feel crap enough knowing that while I was calming their jealousy you were here needing me. I should have been here, helping you."
I looked at her, "Your my older sister, not my keeper. I talk to mom every day so don't worry. I'm not missing any maternal love despite me moving out." Sighing I also admitted, "And those twins,
