Solange
I couldn't take it anymore. I dropped back down and yanked her into a hug so tight our ribs squished together, her face buried in my shoulder while she cried and I rubbed her back in these dumb circles like Mom used to do when we were kids. "Shh, hey, it's gonna be fine, okay? It's gonna be fine. You're back, we're together, that princess got forced to kneel like the spoiled brat she is and her brother's probably burning his hands on our dirty dishes right now, so cry it out but then we breathe because we still have to face our parents and they're probably pacing holes in the floor waiting to yell at us." She clung to me for a long minute, sniffling and hiccuping, and I kept talking over her head in this rambly mess. "I got your back, always, even when you throw secret paper a
