Isabelle or not - The story of a teenage orphan

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After Lily, Jack and Harry have gone to bed, me, Ina, Luna and Willow watch the blizzard blow through the night under the Christmas tree.
I watch the flakes being blown to and fro by the wind before hitting the ground.
I put my charm into my pocket  so I can wrap my arms around  my sisters.
Willow isn't biologically related to me but it feels like she is. It feels like she's been on this journey alongside me, Ina and Luna.
I'm sat next to Ina and Luna with my arms round them and she's stood next to us awkwardly.
Feeling sorry for her, I pat my lap and she sits on it, staring out the window. I plant a kiss on each of their heads and Ina and Luna snuggle closer to me and Willow relaxes her head and back into my chest.
I want to freeze the picture. I feel that feeling again. That my family is finally complete. That I have a loving family. I do. It's Annie, Pete, Ina, Luna,Willow, Jack, Lily and Harry. I love them all so dearly. I always will.