AVA

I groaned heavily as I stood up from the bed, trying to adjust my blurry eyes.

“Ava?” A voice said faintly. I slightly tilted my head to the direction and I saw mom. She smiled at me as she walked towards me with a cup of milk.

“Mom.” I called, she dropped the milk on the table and sat next to me.

“Where are we?” I asked staring round the room.

Mom gently took my both hands into hers and stared at me.

“Mom?” I drawled. She always does that whenever she has done something ...