It took every last bit of strength for Alicia to reach her car. She sat behind the wheel, her breath uneven, and stared at the paper in her trembling hands.
“Positive,” she whispered. Her voice shook. “But… how is that even possible?”
Her grip on the paper tightened.
“How on earth did this happen? Did Mum and Dad know… before they died?”
Her head fell forward until her forehead rested on the steering wheel. She shut her eyes tight, trying to block out the storm of thoughts. But the voices in her head kept arguing, getting louder and louder until she couldn’t take it anymore.
After a long breath, she started the engine. She didn’t even think about where she was going; her hands simply turned the wheel.
By the time she looked up properly, she was outside Amaya’s café.
Amaya noticed h
