Violet reached out, pressing a hand to the glass. “Promise me you won’t ever say that you have disappointed me again, alright? No matter what you do. Whether you’re evil or good or nice or mean. You’re still more family than I have ever been able to call mine.”
“I can’t promise that, but I can promise I’ll always be there for you. Through thick and thin.” Cisco sniffled, bringing his head up to meet Violet’s eyes. He felt frozen in place. Completely numb. Otherwise, he’d probably get up and meet her hand on the glass with his own. “Violet.” He paused. “Thank you.”
