"Are you hurt?" Veronica's voice grew more frantic as her eyes scanned her sister's body, searching for any sign of injury. "Is it the baby?" Her hands moved instinctively to Val's stomach, fear tightening her chest.
"No," Val said quickly, shaking her head. "No, I'm fine."
"Then what is it?"
"Marco kissed me."
Everything Veronica had been bracing herself for—the imagined danger, the fear of someone breaking in, the worst-case scenarios racing through her mind—collapsed.
"Oh." She blinked, her body slowly relaxing as she let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. "Okay… okay." She ran a hand through her hair, trying to recalibrate. "First things first—the world isn't ending. That's… good. Wow," Veronica added, still processing. "Uh… I thought—well—I thought you said you both didn't have that kind of relationship."
