CHAPTER 21
Ariella
Maybe things might have turned out differently if I had been a doctor. I shall miss my dad so badly that life will be intolerable. I was still standing in front of his grave, grief, and bewilderment consuming my existence. It seemed like I would never be the same again, and that my life was about to alter dramatically. I tried wiping away the tears, but nothing could halt the flow of new ones.
"It is okay to weep," Emma muttered, clutching my shoulder and attempting to hide her own emotions, but I could see she was crushed.
"We will be here for you," Klara said, stroking her hands on my back, which made things worse. I wanted to go, too; I could not take the notion of becoming an orphan; how could those days be gone already?
"Sweetie, what are you going to become?”
