"Perhaps I haven't really sorted out my own feelings," Genevieve replied, accepting the rose with a smile. Bringing her hands up, she tucked the flower into her hair, then reached for another rose to do the same to her sister.
"He makes me happy," she started in the next moment, speaking softly- though loud enough her sister could hear. "I enjoy spending time with him, and it's so- it's so easy to talk to him. I feel like- like I can be me, and he still likes me and doesn't- doesn't judge me for our family, or our money..." Gen looped her arm through Penny's again. "He can take my breath away with a smile, and I just- I like to see him laugh, or smile, and know that I did that..."