"Help me, mom," Violet whispered. "I don't want Ethan to see me like this."
"There is nothing wrong with you, Vi," Talia responded.
Violet pouted. "I am ugly. I can't wait to be more than a skinny girl." She threw a shy glance at Ethan, relieved to see that his back was facing her. But it was a muscular back. Weren't they the same age? Why was Ethan looking like a man, and she was still a child?
Ethan and Violet grew up together, and everything was competition. Growing up included.
Talia smiled helplessly at her daughter and helped Violet put on an oversized t-shirt that looked like a baggy minidress on her.
Talia pulled a t-shirt over her head and saw that Damon's hostility toward Ethan didn't subside.
'He is just a child, Damon,' Talia reminded him through their mind link.
'A child!?' Damon was outraged. 'He is a teenager! This is when they start to develop thoughts and… erections!'
