"Are you doing all this for me? Or are you going so far to help me for my sister's sake?"
Jocelynn looked like she was on the verge of tears when she asked her question with her lips pursed together and her brows drooping low. She couldn't quite meet Ollie's gaze directly, and she clutched her hands tightly together while she waited for his reply.
Ollie sat for several moments, looking perplexed as he tried to find an answer for the question she'd asked. Once or twice, he opened his mouth only to close it again as he thought better about what he was going to say. Eventually, he found the words, or at least the place where those words began.
"Why does it have to be one or the other?" Ollie asked, rejecting the dichotomy that Jocelynn had placed before him. "Can't I just help you because it's the right thing to do? Because you need someone to help you, and I can?"
