IZABELLA
I drummed my fingers against the steering wheel and stared out the passenger window, waiting to catch sight of my sister in the crowd of departing students.
I hadn’t been here long, and it didn’t take long for me to spot her, excitedly weaving through the throng of fatigued students and over to my car. It felt like it’d been an eternity since we last saw each other.
I grinned at her as she opened the car door and hopped in. I waited for her to shut it before speaking. “Violet!”
“It’s been forever,” my little sister said with a smile, leaning over the gear shift to hug me tightly.
I rubbed my palms up and down her back, grinning into her hair. She pulled away eventually, asking in a teasing voice as we both settled back into our seats, “And how’s the happy bride?” She wiggl
