Pauly's POV.
“Noah said this is the place," Eleanor said next to me.
Eleanor and I had been sitting in the car in the parking lot of the location we were to meet my sister and her caseworker for the last fifteen minutes. Regardless of the tactics I tried, I couldn't stop my hands from shaking.
“Maybe this was a mistake," I grumble leaning back against the driver's seat. “What if this ends horribly?"
“You'll never know if you sit in this car and never get out and face her," Eleanor quickly responds. Her clipped tone snaps my attention back to her. “She's your sister Paul. She knows you."
“You'll go with me?" I hated how small and insecure I sounded. But I needed Eleanor's calmness to tamper down this overwhelming fear.
“I'll be right there with you the entire time," Eleanor prom
