Deformed. A soft gasp left Lucy’s lips unintentionally. “I’m so sorry.” She could hardly imagine what guilt Ace must be feeling if he had played a part in this. She squeezed his hand gently, surprised that he had not pulled it away. Her blue eyes looked into his trying to show him her silent support. “Are you alright?” Concern layered her question.

“They’ll come around. Sisters always do.” Or at least Lucy thought sisters ought to. Her closest experience to sisters was Nora, Helga, and her cousins and on that last one Bella still had not. Although Lucy never had quite understood why Bella hadn’t confided in her and let her help. “You were only trying to protect them.”