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Joe added. I agreed. West and Willa loved and supported each other unconditionally. I sighed realizing how much I envied them. They were a true family. They had a real bond that was deeper than blood. I wish that I had that with someone. Anyone. "Fine. We proceed with the first plan and we'll meet in a few weeks to vote to continue to phase two." Dad ordered and all of us nodded. I sighed and agreed. I mean, I hated it but I couldn't go against my father. He might cut me off and I needed to get a new car soon. The twins blew up all my good ones. Survival of the fittest and all that.

Cammy begs. "Fine. But don't expect me to be happy about it." I finish off my breakfast and sit back, downing my juice. "It's important." She tries to convince me. Fucking doesn't realize that not all mates are like her grandparents. Something I would have told her if she'd actually discussed it with me first. Now my parents would be fucking up my weekend. "Family is important." She elaborates at the look of pure disagreement on my face. "Yeah? I'll ask you if you still believe that after spending the afternoon with them."

I said. "I said a family is the people who show up," he said. "And that showing up is more important than sharing DNA, though sharing DNA can also be part of it, they are not mutually exclusive." He paused. "Marcus asked if that meant his dog was his family and I said technically yes if the dog consistently showed up, which I stand by." I looked at my son. At his face, completely composed, entirely certain of his own logic. "Marcus's teacher might have something to say about that," I said.

More than just kindness? I’ve said it a million times—“Ellie feels more like a sister than a friend.” I always meant it as a joke. But now, the joke has claws. Teeth. Weight. So what happens now? Do I gain a sister… or lose a friend? Do I get another family… or risk breaking the one I already have?

He'd gone from openminded to closemouthed in minutes. "The point of this whole trip down memory lane was to show you that Ernie and Hensley absolutely see us as siblings-they call us brother and sister. They treat us that way. They definitely wouldn't understand. I can't imagine how mortified my mom would be if she even had an inkling." "Maybe she'd be more understanding than you think." Bart must have the most amazing parents to ever walked the face of the earth. Either that, or he was terribly naïve...even more so than I was.

What you should understand more is your family. Family. I smiled. I never thought I would create a family at my age. In my brain, only work and what I want to think about come first. But I guess meeting a man you would dream to have...I'm beyond happy this time. "Think about the safety of your family; that's what I want, Cara Mia," added Papa. "Don't worry about it anymore; just focus on what's important." "But justice is important, papa." "I know, Cara Mia, of course... justice needs to be preserved. But I want you to focus more on yourself—is that the case? "I got it, so don't worry."

I reply, still focused on the documents my sister handed me. "And don't you think that's a little... odd?" "Yeah, I told you, it's a very peculiar situation." "Well, it's funny that you don't like Victoria's loved ones, and that Victoria isn't the favorite person of our family and your friends. But I mean weird... Weird bad." Not understanding my sister's words, I look up from my papers and look across the desk at her, "What do you mean by that?" "Look, don't get me wrong, okay? But I really believe that friends and family play a very important role in a couple's relationship, especially one that is as complicated as yours with Victoria right now. I think you might be having relationship pro

"First, just because this started as my world, doesn't mean you're not a part of it. These people? They like you. A lot. Family doesn't always mean blood and they are your friends, too, not just mine." She took his face in her hands, his stubble rough on her palms. "And that thing they say about one special person in your life? It's a myth. Family, friends, romantic love...it's all precious. Humans, as a species, weren't meant to have just one person. And if they're lucky, if the gods are smiling, they don't."

Or for some, an olive branch. He glared at me, his entire body remaining tense. "There is nothing like the power and love of a family. It's the most important group of relationships you'll ever have in your life and the most rewarding. Family can be trying, attitudes and desires entirely different. But don't lose what you have. In the time of tragedy and being challenged, a family must come together. That is the ultimate in strength and power." Hearing Summer's words honestly didn't surprise me. She was all about family, missing her mother and father and clinging to the love of her daughter.

she screamed. "No, darling mother, you tell me," I mumbled sarcastically. "You don’t get it, do you? The Stanford's have been our neighboring pack and friends for so many years, even before your birth. Your father and I will not watch you destroy our friendship. You want to put this family to shame. Our family can't lose a face in front of everyone. You know, reputation is very important in an elite society. How do you want your father and I to face them? Do you