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."