Elena

Ava arrives after a few minutes. She bursts out of the car and run towards me. I smile, standing firm, opening my arms to embrace her as well.

“Poor Elena.” she exhaled, dropping her neck on my shoulder. My hands rub her back as I hug her tighter.

“Thank you for coming, Ava.” we let each other go.

She smiles. Her brown eyes soften as strands of her blonde hair fall on her face. Then she narrows her eyes at me. “Elena have you been crying?” she ...