“You happy, sis?”
I think about his question for a second, realizing I haven’t really thought about happiness in a while. There have been thoughts of love and responsibility and the future, but not really of my happiness. Huh.
“Yeah,” I say with a light-as-air smile. “I guess I am.”
He nods as if understanding before tugging me into a side hug. He doesn’t aim any anger at me for lying to him about Connor. I think it’s slightly unfair, and I tell him I was equally to blame for everything while we have a moment to talk, just him and me.
