“Isolde,” she turned to me. “Whatever happens this weekend, I’m fine with it, okay?” I frowned. “What do you mean?” Ellie glanced toward the house before looking at me. “It means I know you, and I know you won’t want to make waves or steal my thunder. So I’m telling you that whatever happens, even if it’s making your scent match permanent, I won’t mind. I’ll be thrilled.”
Ellie is a rockstar sister!
