Matthew's POV:
I cradle her in my arms, rubbing tiny circles behind her back as she continues staring a tv. It’s an old video of Alice and her. They had been together since they were babies, born in the same hospital, and grow up as neighbors. We watch as one video went to the next one, the mischievous pranks they played on one another when they went to the beach when they threw cake at each other.
“This is one of my favorites,” Nina whispers.
I watch as the poorly recorded camera lurked up from the carpet towards a young Neilson, in his teen years, then towards Alice when she was smaller. She was wearing a veil and a long white dress that was too large for her. Neilson was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, holding his breath so he wouldn’t burst into laughter. Nina was st
