Family. We might fight with them sometimes, and we often disagree, but nothing makes a person feel at home quite like it, and Lyl needed a home.
No battle in one's own heart. Peace. Contentment.
Lyl is realizing this is a place capable of it, and that all her confusion is because she hasn't had enough experience with kindness, with family, with acceptance and love, to know what to do. But though it is foreign to her to be around these tender, happy people, she yearns to be apart of it somehow.
She is torn between having a real excuse she could use to run away, and desperation to belong with this family.
My book, my copywrite :)
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