Tru tossed and turned in her sleep, hair flicking out across the pillow as she slept fitfully.
"It's ok," Airlia said softly, reaching out for her sister.
"Lia?" Tru asked.
"Yeah," Airlia replied. "It's me."
"I'm so sorry," the younger girl told her, lip quivering.
"Don't be sorry, Tee," Airlia reassured her. "I'm not mad."
"I miss you."
"I miss you too."
Tru's eyes shot open and she breathed deeply through her nose, tears sliding down her cheeks.