After growing up in my family, after having been betrayed and abandoned, first by my parents and then by my older brother, after watching all of my other siblings run away or drift off to do their own thing…it was clear a person would never be mine. That meant keeping them, and I didn’t want that. Not when everyone left. Not when I couldn’t trust anyone outside of the team. No, I’d never had a mine. Until right the fuck now. She was still staring at me. Go ahead, princess, stare all you want.
