Helga's eyes softened, her tone filled with both understanding and a hint of exasperation. "Esme, if you know you've fallen in love, then go tell them," she said, as if it were the simplest thing in the world. "Why are you making it so complicated? Your dear husbands—do you even know what you're putting them through?"
Esme looked up, her eyes widening as Helga continued.
"Ray hasn't eaten properly in days, Ryan and Kai are one step away from breaking something—or someone—and Jay, well," Helga chuckled, her voice laced with irony, "he looked ready to brew up a poison to knock some sense into you." She shook her head, her smile gentle yet firm. "They're all waiting for you, worrying over you, Esme. Do you really think they'd feel this way if they didn't want you around?"
