𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝑀𝐼𝐾𝐴𝐸𝐿𝑆𝑂𝑁 *

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄. Right? Could any child every actually be okay after losing both of their parents in their teenaged years? Her mother first but now her father as well? She bit her lip as she pondered the question. She sniffled before looking up at her aunt ❝ I don’t know, Aunt Freya, I dunno  if Hope and I will ever be okay again. ❞ She choked out before looking down once again. 

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃. And like that she was laughing right in Lou Ellen’s face. She was not being mean though! The statement was a genuinely funny visual in Haven’s mind ❝ I imagine it would look very weird as well. How about this though, let’s never go a day without smiling. Okay?❞

 ❝ Ya know, you’re super cute when you’re all flustered like that. ❞

❝I know, Seanna. I have the same curse. We can both help each other cope.❞

𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄. How could her dear twin deny her of Hope’s own clothes? No way! What were sisters for? Haven would get a way around this. She just had to come up with some sort of master plan to do so. She had to be crafty. She grined to herself, trying to not make it too obvious she is already scheming. ❝Okay, Hopsie! No problemo! Roger that!❞

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓. Lizzie was so much more than the pretty, popular queen bee. How could she ever believe that was all she was to people? Elizabeth Saltzman was a woman of many sides, many talents and of course she was a beauty. But under no circumstances should anyone make her think that’s all that she is. ❝No. Lizzie. No. We don’t have to. We shouldn’t! You’re so much more than the part you think you’re meant to play, I can promise you that.❞