"Honestly, I say we do nothing. Seriously. Don't look at me like that. I like this just as much as you do, but look at the change in her. For the first time since Ollie died, she's here. Not just physically, but actually, like, present. Yes, he's a dick. Yes, we hate him. Yes, we despise the way he talks to her. And yeah, it's pretty damn clear he couldn't give a shit about her, past fucking her, (sorry) whenever he likes. But she gives as good as she gets. He is under her skin, and whatever he is doing, it has gotten her out of whatever dark place she has been lost in. She has been lost to us for so long. We are finally getting her back! I hadn't heard her laugh since Ollie's wake. Five months of no smiles, no jokes and no laughing, from Violet. And then, today, it was like she was back. Whether we like the asshole or not, he may be the best thing thing for her. At least for now. She's finally coming back, our sister is finally coming out of all the darkness, and I for one will put up with anything and anyone if it means that it continues."
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