That afternoon after lunch, Christabel went back to her old condo, feeling like she hasn’t been back in forever. The wind blew and the trees released a kind of smell she was familiar with, full of nostalgia. She felt like she’s a different person now, she had always felt like she was a kite with no strings attached, floating in the sky with no tether, nowhere she belonged. But now, she felt hope bubbling in her heart, coming to the surface - something she hadn’t felt since she was adopted by the Ross family. Today, she has a mission.
She opened the door of her condo and a kind of stuffy warm wind blew at her. She had left the curtains drawn so the sun shone strongly into the condo. The place felt both dry and hot. She walked to her room and rummaged through the bottom part of her cupboard
