“Get down,” Delilah said. Cora shook her head. “I wasn’t—” “If you want to sit with us, just sit with us,” Delilah said, tugging her down from the ledge. “You don’t want me to,” Cora said, because all that ever mattered was what Delilah wanted. Truth: Who are you most afraid of? Delilah shrugged, and some small part of Cora was glad that she didn’t deny it, that she hadn’t lied to her. “You’re my sister.” “That’s just a word,” Cora said. Delilah scrunched her face up. “All words are just words,” she said. “We’re sisters, so us being together is inevitable. It doesn’t matter how we feel about
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