“You seem to care quite a bit about our sister, Devraj,” said Livvy, her big blue eyes focused on the way I had one hand on Isadora’s cheek, the other spread across the blanket over her torso. “Because he does,” said Violet on a heavy exhale. Evie, Livvy, and Jules all swiveled their heads to her. Violet just shrugged. “What? I’m a Seer. They belong to each other.” At that moment, I loved that foul-mouthed sister almost as much as I loved Isadora.
