𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬. 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞.
when she was younger, scarlet used to swear that there was an invisible string tying her to her siblings. at least, there was an invisible string tying her to sabine and silas. if twin telepathy was a thing, the triplets must have had that times one hundred. she never felt the same bond with @sloanegraves . she always felt one step removed from her youngest sibling. by the time sloane was born, their parents were already having problems, and scarlet, being the oldest by mere minutes, was promoted from big sister to young mother, taking care of all three of her siblings because she realized that if she didn't, no one ever would. sloane fell victim to their parents sins, falling somewhere between scarlet's sibling and her child. there were times when she looked at the bond between her own daughter and her younger sister and thought they were more like sisters than scarlet and sloane would ever be.
whenever silas or sabine walked into the room, a sixth sense pulled scarlet's attention in their direction. that phenomenon had never occurred when sloane walked in. she didn't know how long her sister had been standing there and seeing her out of the corner of her eye startled her. with a hand splayed over her chest and the other gripping the bedpost, she turned to face the youngest graves sibling. "you gave me a fright," she informed, catching her breath before she let go of the bedpost and went back to the task at hand. "laundry's done," she changed the subject, folding one of sloane's pajama sets. she didn't even realize what she was doing until she got another look at her sister. she set the folded clothes down on the bed. "is that weird? that's weird. i'm sorry. old habits die hard, i guess."
