I looked in the mirror and tied my hair in a ponytail. I put some cream and light make-up then lip gloss so that I don't look too pale.
I took my white coat and I put it on. I adjusted my ID and I looked in the mirror.
What I see now is a tired woman, torn between love and power. It is the day. Today something big will happen.
The door opened and I saw Abuela enter. I was at home and I also went straight here yesterday to sleep. I was hoping to see Katrina, But she is in the Academy right now taking her exams.
Abuela smiled at me while I was still sitting in front of the vanity. Her eyes like mine locked into me. Grandma and I really look alike.
Sometimes, they say, I might really be Abuela's son. They always say that I am nowhere resembling my mother and father but
