Chapter 24-4

They share scarce similarities, but Marley is truly nothing like Violet. She is the most selfless, big-hearted person that has ever lived. Any guilt, any pain, any suffering she would gladly endure to stay with me, to fight for me, not to leave me. She wouldn't have visited the hospital every day, because visiting would mean she'd be a temporary guest and not a permanent fixture. I lovingly gazed at her little button nose, round cheeks, almond eyes, plump lips, knowing how starkly different everything would be if she had been in my life since we were kids. For starters, Violet wouldn't have become the center of my world, because there is no world where she could ever compete with my sun. I would have been okay, once Paul made his choice, and once Violet made hers. Not happy, nowhere close to perfect, and though devastated, not hopeless. I would've been grieving, but not dead inside for months. I would've even smiled, at the sight of my spitfire's little legs swinging in the chair besid