Emerson takes it upon himself to show Torin and Lysandra to their guest room, making sure that there are rooms prepared for my older brother, their pups, and my younger sisters. Luke goes to his room while everyone else stays downstairs, so I follow him up. When I open the door, he's sitting at the table on the balcony staring out at the scenery. I close the door behind me and join him, his face a mix of emotions when he turns to see me.
"Are you okay?" I ask him. I was all the family Luke had left when our parents died. "I'm not abandoning you. You know that, right?"
"Ivy, I'm not worried about that. I know you love me," he replies, reaching across the table and squeezing my hand. "I don't mind integrating into your birth family the way you integrated into mine."
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