Big Enough to Fill You Up

SAFRIN Gently Safrin shook her head. "Numbers don't matter Emmett. It's the strength of their love that does." Twisting her lips into a rather knowing smile, she leaned down and close to him, placing her perfectly painted lips near his ear. "I happen to know of a beautiful young midwife who does indeed love you. And not because she has to, or because of all that has happened...it is the rather pure love of youth, a beautiful and rare thing." Pulling back, she smiled again. "Would you really leave that? Would you deny you feel it too?" Shaking her head again, Safrin laughed as they strolled. "There is no good enough Emmett. There is only your best, and your best will always be enough. Though I will tell you a secret —" So saying she halted their progress, turning Emmett towards her. "You will let them down. You will let your siblings down, Phoebe, yourself, and many others. It is a part of being mortal, and it is nothing to be afraid of. What matters is what you do after, how you move on."