[ her boots scuff against the railing, heels bumping the pieces of metal he'd repurposed into nails. ]
It's... hollow.
[ it's not just the quiet, esme feels empty. she isn't anything without her sisters, like her identity has been carved out and there is nothing to replace it because esme doesn't know who she is without phoebe and sophie. she's already learned to be the oldest sister when she was never meant to be the eldest, she shouldn't have to learn how to be alone, too. ]
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It's... hollow.
[ it's not just the quiet, esme feels empty. she isn't anything without her sisters, like her identity has been carved out and there is nothing to replace it because esme doesn't know who she is without phoebe and sophie. she's already learned to be the oldest sister when she was never meant to be the eldest, she shouldn't have to learn how to be alone, too. ]