When I got home the first thing I saw was my aunt sitting on the couch with her arms crossed. She looked a bit bored.
"Have a seat," Mom told me, pushing me to get her inside.
I left my bag hanging on the handle of a chair and walked to the couch beating my aunt's side.
- Why are you here? -I told her.
"Because your mom wanted to talk to me." She called me her while she was sleeping. She —she spoke a little annoyed. - And you? Why are you here? She - she looked at me raising an eyebrow.
"For the same reason…" I grumbled.
"Stop talking," Mom said seriously. She sat in the armchairs next to me and my dad did. He looked a little more tired… than normal.
- What happened? —My aunt told mom
"What's wrong," she said mockingly. "It's that Valeria has already been su
