Jeffrey's POV:
I stared at the message from Nora, a knot tightening in my chest.
Nora: No, I'm fine. I need to get used to sleeping in the dorm. I can't keep relying on you to help me with my sleep issues. It's time to grow up.
She was right, of course. Nora needed to adjust to dorm life, and she couldn't keep depending on me to read her stories every night. She really needed to grow up... become more independent.
Every word she'd written made perfect sense, and I couldn't come up with a single reason to argue with her.
I couldn't tell her, "Nora, I want you to keep depending on me because... well, because I, your brother, also enjoy it."
That would be selfish.
I sighed and shoved the copy of Walden I had been reading back onto the bookshelf. That was its new home now. I probably wo
