"You think it'd be that bad if Feral and I ever fell in love?" I asked Esti.
"I didn't say that," she replied. "I just think you should put whatever feelings you have for him on hold for now. Seven years is a big difference when he's 23 and you're 16. But is it really that big of a deal if you're 25, and he's 32?"
My head snapped in her direction as my eyes went wide.
"T-twenty-five??" I asked incredulously. "You want me to wait nine more years before doing anything??"
"It's just a suggestion," she said, throwing her hands up in surrender. "That gives you plenty of time to go to college and figure out what you really want in life. It also gives enough time for you to not look like the kid-sister anymore. And who can really say he groomed you if you wait all that time?"
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