Gray stared down at the invitation. His eyes widened, and his lips parted before he looked at Lily again.
She was practically glowing. Standing there in her pajamas, with her cheeks flushed from excitement and her eyes wide and full of hope.
Gray's chest swelled, something rising in him that he couldn't fully name. His mouth twitched upward, then stretched into a full smile.
He was so proud.
So proud of his sister.
"You got picked," he murmured, almost to himself.
"Yes, Brother!" Lily repeated out loud.
Gray let out a loud laugh. One that came from deep in his chest.
He laughed in disbelief.
He was so proud.
So proud of his sister.
He crouched down slightly and reached out, resting a hand gently on top of Lily's head.
"I'm really proud of you," he said. "You did this all on your own, huh?"
Lily's face lit up. "Mhm! I practiced a lot. I wanted to sing well so they'd choose me, Brother."
"That's good, Lily."
