Peter held the sister he had missed so much, his annoying, bossy, chatterbox sister, who was his connection to his past, his family, and his memories.
He took a deep, shaky breath. “We are not lost, Becca. We have each other, and nothing will ever separate us again. I will walk beside you, and I will stand and die with you, but never again will we be lost.”
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