Sophie and Amy make me sick. Like imagine how Amy might have felt her whole life with Sophie. The girl who always overshadowed her, always was the standard she was measured against. Amy is beautiful, but Sophie was more beautiful. Amy is smart, but Sophie is a child prodigy. Her whole family revolves around Sophie. Imagine the jealousy that created in young Amy. And how Sophie probably wasn't a great older sister, which is expected for a child like her, defenitly don't hate my pookie for that of all things. And how Sophie knew this. How she thought Amy didn't care, that she was unlovable even by her own little sister. How Amy was the bad child to Sophie's golden child. How Amy was the popular girl to Sophie’s loner. How they fought all the time.
How Sophie was brutally ripped away from her family at age twelve. How Amy forgot about her sister after age nine. How she could feel an absence, never knowing what it was, never knowing Sophie. How they were united five days after Amy saw the unimaginable, five days after she saw her parents get kidnapped. Five days in which she was probably questioning her sanity, seeing the impossible. How she didn’t trust her sister but slowly learnt to - and I’m not sure if the trust is complete even now. How Sophie kept missing her sister. But when she actually got the opportunity to talk to her, spend more time with her, she doesn’t use it. How Sophie only hails Amy when she needs something, or Keefe needs something, never for just Amy. And how Amy is the only one in the whole human world knowing about elves. How Amy desperately wants her sister to reach out, but she doesn’t. (“Talk soon” - Stellarlune, [Wish on…]) Don’t tell me she isn’t holding in any resentment for that.