On Sunday morning, Phoebe arrived at the Galeana family's home very early. Ines, unaware of how she had learned the news, looked at her with some surprise. "Phoebe, what brings you here?"
"You're not happy to see me?" Phoebe raised an eyebrow.
Before Ines could reply, Emma laughed and said, "Of course, we're happy to see you. Phoebe, come on in. You are pratically my bigger sister."
Phoebe looked at Emma intently, her eyes squinting slightly. "I heard you're older than Izzy, and I'm a few months younger than her. So I'm younger than you, too. You can't call me big sister." Women did get touchy about age as they grew older.
Emma stuck out her tongue, nonchalantly saying, "I've already got used to calling you that. Let's just keep it that way. I don't want to change."
Phoebe wanted to say something else, but Ines dragged her upstairs. She checked on the babies first, then went into Ines' room.
Looking around at the familiar place, Phoebe felt a wave of nostalgia. Back in the day, she used to come here all the time, and a third of the clothes in Ines' wardrobe were hers. They were either at the Galeana's or the Wagner's, like two peas in a pod.
"Your room hasn't changed much. It's well preserved."
Ines nodded, "After I left, my dad locked it up. He hardly lets anyone in and no one has touched anything inside."
"It sure looks that way." Phoebe nodded.
At that moment, Emma came in with a tray of fruits and some pastries, setting them on the table, "Izzy, Phoebe, have some snacks while you chat."
"Thanks." Phoebe said with a smile.
"No worries, I'll be downstairs. Let me know if you need anything."
Phoebe watched Emma leave and sighed, "Experience really does make a person grow. Emma's personality has changed a lot, I feel like she's matured a bit every time I see her."
"She has changed a lot. She's much more mature than before. Now she's starting from scratch, and it seems she's doing well. By the way, how did you know I was here?"
Phoebe took a bite of watermelon, frowning at Ines, "You're back at the Galeana's, how could I not come see you? You didn't even tell me. I thought someone was spreading rumors about you and Ethan fighting. It's unbelievable."
Ines' smile was tinged with bitterness. Everyone around her thought they would never fight, but they did, and it was pretty fierce. She was used to relying on him, but yesterday she had the urge to run away. "Married couples fight all the time."
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