Little over a year. [ She sighs, sinking back against the passenger seat. ] You don't get used to it. You learn to live with it.

[ She looks out the window so she doesn't have to look at Sarissa. ] I used to think—maybe Kira would come here. And I could be a real mum. But she never did, and then I thought... at least I can be a good sister while I'm here, make up for some of the shit I did back home. [ She shakes her head. She's not a good sister or a good mum or a good anything, and rather than helping her fix it, being in this place is only making it more obvious. ]