Yuna ruffled her hair, the way she had when they were little and Mai had skinned her knee or lost a race or felt the world was too big and lonely.
“Still keeping that spot warm for you,” Yuna said, tapping the hook. my sweet elder sister series
She sighed, watching the droplets race each other down the awning’s edge. It had been three years since Yuna, her elder sister, left for university in the capital. Three years of silent breakfasts, of doing her own hair (always lopsided), of walking to school alone. She was sixteen now, perfectly capable. But capable wasn’t the same as okay . Yuna ruffled her hair, the way she had
Yuna laughed softly. “I had a break. And I heard a certain someone still forgets her umbrella every other Tuesday.” It had been three years since Yuna, her