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no, no, no! she wanted to argue! sorana had it all wrong, all backward, all ugly. nothing about this was ugly and she was insisting on it. but teya bit her tongue. sorana was a child, a child who had lost her father and now thought she was losing her mother.
and so she said nothing, she let her child lash out until the words were gone.
the raven moved closer then, wanting to touch but not daring in this moment. "i not let daddy and reyes fight over you. and you not competition. you my daughter, 'rana. i know you think you not part of a family now, but you are."
her voice felt heavy and garbled. "bronco want you there too, with us. talk to him," she half-urged, half-pleaded. "yes. i go to live with him if he ask. but there no reason you not come to, unless you not want to, sorana."