Queenie's POV
The moment I embraced my sister, a wave of relief washed over me.
It's gonna be fine, we're together now- those words I chanted as I hug her dearly.
I thought I couldn't get in time, I thought that it would be too late but now, now that I have her in my arms crying her eyes out, I achieved that goal- to protect her and keep her alive.
Wiping her tears, I stand up and look at Ella who has a gentle smile on her lips as she stares at us. I mouthed a 'thank you' before lifting my sister up. Before I could even take a step forward she tugs the hem of my clothes making me stop. I look at her questioningly but she just pouts her lips.
What is she pouting about? Does she knows that she looks annoyingly cute?!
''What are you pouting about?'' I asked, losing my patience but she j
