"Um, Riley, you're my sister. If you were my true love there would be something incredibly wrong with us." she cringed.

"I'll stop speaking of it when I stop being able to remember the taste of it. It was like Satan barfed into a potion vial. Bleh." She took the slip of paper, fingers crinkling the corners she was so tense. "So very ready. I will never be readier in my life."