Michael Pov
"Michael, I need to sleep!" Ava complains sleepily on the couch. "It's almost three in the morning. I'm exhausted, I promise to tell you everything tomorrow!"
"Just five more minutes, little sister, I promise to let you go after that. I just can't believe you're really alive, here, right in front of me!" I reply with emotion in my voice. My eyes can't believe what they see in front of me.
My sister and I are still in our party clothes that we returned in just a few hours ago. Mom, when she opened the door for us and saw Ava, fainted with the event. Dad was quick to hold her so she wouldn't fall.
"Son, let Ava go rest. She'll be here in the morning," Tim, my father, orders with a heavy voice of fatigue, but authoritative nonetheless.
Ava opens a welcoming smile with the ord
