Gabriella’s POV
"Come with me," she said, and I nodded as I stood up. "Where are we going?"
"I need to show you something and address the reason you're worrying unnecessarily," she replied.
"Okay, after you," I responded with a faint smile, hoping she had a solution to my daughter's situation.
I was surprised when she led me to her room and stood me before the mirror. "Why am I standing in front of a mirror?"
"Take a look at yourself, Gabby. You're like a shadow of yourself because you've been worrying so much. You barely sleep, you have dark circles under your eyes, and do you really want to exhaust yourself?"
I glanced at my reflection and hardly recognized myself. I realized I hadn't taken any time for myself in a very long while due to my concerns for Estella.
"Okay, I hear you,
