“No, it isn’t,” Emmy said. She was feeling defensive too. I saw it in her tense shoulders and narrowed eyes. “Yes, it is,” I said. “And I don’t think it’s an inherently bad thing. I think it’s what happens when people grow up and end up in different places—physically or otherwise. You and I are in different stages of life, Emmy. And it might not be obvious to you, but you don’t need me the same way you used to. You’re getting married. Brooks should be the person you feel the most comfortable with, the most safe and secure with. But I don’t have that. I have you, and you have someone else.
