Juliana’s POV—
I leave home and wait for a cab when a familiar car stops in the front of the house. The door opens and I find her get off the car. The moment she looks at me, she frowns. Tracy looks at my stitches and bandages and cries out,“ Oh My God! Juli, what happened?”
She rushes towards me and checks me carefully showing concern. I quickly look down since I didn’t want to show her the distress on my face. But she holds my shoulders and leans onto my face. She gave me no choice but to look at her.
“What happened sister? Is everything good? You look awful! What happened to your head? Why do you have a plaster on your ankle?” Tracy keeps showering questions.
“Tracy, it is nothing. I am fine! I just fell off the stairs and had a cut.” I give her a forced smile.
“Don’t lie to me Jul
