The voices of Bella and Sandra mixed in my head. I opened my eyes and saw my little girl running towards me.
She was wearing black tracksuit pants and a pink t-shirt, her hair was all messy, and her mouth was dirty, I thought it was chocolate.
"Bella, my dear." I couldn't hold back the tears.
"Mommy." She threw herself into my arms.
My heart was so relieved to see her and know she was okay.
"C'mon, mommy, let's play." She released my embrace and started pulling on my hands.
"My princess, mommy can't right now."
"Why not, mommy?" She didn't understand.
"Mommy is playing with Grandma San, it's her turn now, then mommy will play with you." I said that and hugged her once more.
"Let's go, Bella," Morgana called her.
"Go with your aunt, Mommy will join you later, okay?"
"Let's go. Yo
