“You okay?” I whisper as soon as we’re out of earshot.
“Yeah, I just… I thought maybe she could still come back to her senses. I know half her act is her mother’s doing, so… I don’t know.” She sighs. “Guess I hadn’t given up all hope after all.”
I squeeze her hand. I can’t blame her for wanting to try to salvage her relationship with her sister. For hoping they could become like her and Charlie: united despite the interference of their parents. “Some people don’t change. And it’s not your job to change them.”
She smiles. “I know. It’s gotten me a while to get here, but… now, I know.” Her fingers interlace with mine. “Love changes people. And people who don’t love anyone but themselves will never change. That’s okay, too.”
“Yeah. I’ve already got somebody who loves me.”
I pull her clos
