Aella
The Next Morning
I stormed into the familiar halls I was once used to, I could still hear the sound of laughter, and merriment, at my expense and the jeers at me, all in my head.
Now I was back, walking graciously through the front door like the queen I was.
“Aella” a familiar voice croaked, sounding unsure, snapping out of it I rushed forward, hugging her tightly, “Abuela” I mummered.
“Oh goddess. Child, it is really you”
“Abuela” I rushed and embraced her, “I've missed you” I whined.
“Child” her voice came out hoarse, like someone with a parched throat
“Are you okay Abuela?” I furrowed my brows
“It's nothing” she coughed, quickly hiding her hands behind her but I'd already spotted the tiny bits of red on the handkerchief she held.
“What's wrong with you?” My voice tur
