Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

I was already weak from reminiscing so many good memories and seeing
her dance with Maddox. Plus, their little chat in our bedroom earlier
definitely already had me crying so when she said those words, I couldn’t
keep my tears from falling anymore.
“You…” her voice broke slightly with emotions. “You’ve been so many
things for me, Dalia. You were a mother, a father, a sister, a friend, a
protector… you gave me everything you never got and I don’t think I’ve ever
even thanked you for it.”
She sniffled, burying her head against my neck, just like she used to do
when she was younger. She was slightly taller than me now. What a beautiful
young woman she was becoming.
“Hell, look at that.” She pushed away from me slightly and gestured to the
decor surrounding us with her head. “You gave me the quince you never had,
you made sure all my dreams came true. You gave me a family who loves me
and whom I love with all my heart. I’ll never thank you enough.”
“You never have to thank me, Rosa.” I cupped her cheek. “I did what I
had to do. You’re my favorite person in the whole world. And not just
because you’re my sister.” I chuckled through a sob and she joined me,
recognizing the words she had told me five years ago. “I’d go to hell and
back for you, mami. Never forget that.”
She smiled, and put her hands on my round stomach. Soon, she would
understand what it felt like to be the older sister. To love your sibling so
much you would do anything for them.
“We’re different flowers from the same garden, baby.”