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Even I can see the difference in my eyes.

They no longer look tired.

No, now they beam with emotions I haven’t felt in forever.

A smile spreads across my face as I think of what I want to do today . . . See Heather.

Me: I’m coming over!

Heather: Maybe I’m busy.

Me: Never too busy for me.

Heather: No truer words have ever been spoken. See you soon.

I finish my morning business and head into the closet to get dressed. All my clothes are still here, and I rustle around until I’m pulling on a chambray button-down, leggings, and a pair of boots. It’s cold out, so I grab a coat, too.

Once I’m dressed, I go in search of Trent to tell him I’m leaving, but no matter where I look, I come up empty-handed.

With a shrug, I sit on the couch and pull out my phone to call him, but as I’m about to, my phone rings.

Erin.

I have no desire to speak with her, but if I send her to voicemail, she will just keep calling or show up here on Trent’s doorstep, demanding I speak to her.

She’s persistent when she wants something, and since I never came through with the money, I imagine by now, she’s desperate.

Answering and hanging up as fast as possible is the move.

“Hello,” I say.

And through the line, I can hear the sound of my sister crying.

I can’t remember the last time I heard her like this.

She’s gasping into the phone.

I’m instantly back to when we lived in her car, how she would sob.

The sound makes my stomach hurt.

All the memories from my past are front and center in my mind.

She’s still my sister.

Of course, I care. No matter how horribly she treats me, she will always be the girl who raised me when no one else would.

“Erin? Are you okay?”

She doesn’t answer, but I can hear her hyperventilating.

“I need you—”

The phone goes dead.

I’m out of the house, on the subway, then heading to the train in no time.

Once seated, I pull out my phone to fire off a text to Trent, telling him I’m going to Heather’s.

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