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"What do you see in Raven?"
"What do I see in Raven?" Ramlethal repeats. She spits out the words like they're dirt in her mouth. "I see myself."
Her sisters are silent, looking at her with wide eyes.
"I felt isolated in my struggles for a long time. Even with you two around, I didn't think I'd ever find someone who completely gets it. Up until I saw him again, I was living life knowing that deep down I would always feel disconnected from everyone else."
The ripples of coffee in her mug echoed her face.
"But when he’s around, I feel free to talk to him. I can be vulnerable.” The corner of her lips inches up, “And he gets it. Everything I have told him about myself, my lack of purpose, my attempt to find a new purpose, my isolation, my struggle with emotions, it's like he could predict my words. He has heard it all before.
"I say nothing original, yet he is gentle. He speaks to me softly. I don't know how to describe it. His voice has a warmth it didn't previously have when we first met. His eyes are different.”
Ramlethal returns her gaze to her sisters. All three of them share identical smiles, dimples and all.
“I know he cannot be everything. He is not my perfect match. But he is perfect enough, I think. And I think he thinks I might be perfect enough too. And If I'm enough for him, and he's enough for me, I want to know if together we'll be more than enough.”
"You're in love," Elphelt's hand rests on top of Ramlethal's.
"I am."
"That's beautiful, Ram," Jack-o squeezes her shoulder tight.