“Fine,” Jenna muttered, grabbing her own bag. She turned back to my mother. “But seriously, you should try to make it right. For Lyra’s sake.”
Gabriel’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he remained silent.
I darted up the stairs to grab my phone charger, letting out a shaky breath once I was alone. Jenna’s words rang in my ears. She was right, but I wasn’t ready to deal with any of it yet.
When I came back downstairs, Jenna was waiting for me by the door, practically tapping her foot. “Come on,” she said, grabbing my arm. “We’ve got books to organize and no time for awkward family drama.”
“Thanks,” I murmured, following her outside.
“For what?” she asked, glancing at me as we walked down the driveway.
“For saying the things I couldn’t.”
She smirked. “That’s what I’m here for, Ly. Now, le
