I open Bella's door and hold out my hand, but she waves me off. "I'm going to have to learn to do things for myself," she says, twisting toward me. "You grab Mase."
I do as she asks.
Careful to stay close as she walks up the concrete pathway. "The house looks nice."
"It was love at first sight," I offer, moving up the steps with the key ready. "You've perfected it."
I push open the door, guiding her inside.
She's hesitant, eyes roaming.
I stare.
Hopeful.
All she needs is a spark.
"It's nice," she finally says.
I deflate.