to the third power

Theory and Poem were sisters, the girls didn’t care that their mothers had been different. Had Theory asked Poem would have told her she never considered them to be half sisters, there was no such thing between them. They were close and Poem would never deny Theory the chance to call Shaye her mother. She deserved that.

Poem let out a heavy sigh as she leaned heavier against Theory and she told her she only did what she was told. That she had never been ready, but really would they have ever been truly ready to lose Shaye? ”I’m glad I have you, Theo.” She spoke softly, ”Abaven is lucky to have you leading us.” She shifted slightly to nuzzle her sister’s cheek. ”I’ll always be here for you to rely on.” She promised, knowing that Theory already knew that fact.