I looked up at Hayden, who hadn’t moved an inch. Her face had gone pale, too, and her hands trembled at her sides. “I thought you were giving us back,” she whispered. “What?” I rasped. “I thought you were giving us back.” Tears pooled in her eyes. “I thought this was one last dinner, and you were gonna tell us we were too much.” I shoved to my feet, already closing the distance between us. “You are never too much for me. You’re my sister.”
