Elena Torres

I sat down quietly in the living room with my two hands clamped together tightly, trying to hold myself together. The three of us were seated on different couches, I ignored Andrew's eyes begging to hold mine.

The silence in the room was as loud as the noise in the market. I wondered what is taking the doctor so long to arrive. My heart was beating too fast for my liking, I don't know why I felt sad for another woman carrying my mate's pub.

I could still remember the incident in ...