Ellie
"It's raining," I whispered to Elora as I stared out the window.
It had been three days since I had brought Elora back home. Lucas was overjoyed to see his little sister and was eager to perform his brotherly duties, like putting her to sleep or telling her stories that he had just heard from Ivy.
The house felt warmer with the sound of Lucas's laughter and Elora's tiny coos. Despite the storm outside, there was a sense of peace within these walls.
I glanced down at Elora, her tiny hand curled around my finger. "Your big brother is quite the storyteller, you know," I murmured, smiling. "He's going to take good care of you, just like I will."
As if understanding my words, Elora gave a little yawn and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep. I gently placed her in her crib, tucking her in snugly. Standing there, watching her sleep, I felt a mix of overwhelming love and fierce protectiveness. She was my world now, and I would do anything to keep her safe.
