VI.
“Estrella! How come you are here?! I would never have expected…” Nayeli Solis de Cantoralle stared at her older sister, unsure if she should be happy or to consider this encounter as some kind of a problem. Etta also asked herself the same, looking at Nayeli. The last time she saw her sister was when Nayeli was ten, but she recognized her immediately. Like all the Solises, she had these distinctive, luminous eyes with a black border and a narrow, aristocratic nose, but her hair was dark brown with a reddish shine, and her face was as round as a full moon. In general, Nayeli was rather plump and her figure got even worse after giving birth to two strong and healthy children, who were now hugging her, looking curiously at their aunt, whom they saw for the first time in their lives. The
