Page 95 of The Thief
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Everett scoffed at her.
“She wouldn’t forgive me even if I begged.”
Elsa halted and Everett turned to face her.
“Brother, you have much to learn about matters of the heart. She still loves you, and will be nursing a broken heart that only you can heal. Show her you are sorry, and that you still care for her.”
At his attempt to speak, she held up her hand, silencing him. “I have faith that she will come back to you, and it will be better this time.”
Everett looked at his sister, curiosity in his eyes.
“When did you become an expert on matters of the heart?” he asked.
“Well first, I am a woman. Second, I became an expert when I fell in love.”
Everett chuckled and took her arm, continuing on their walk.
