ELLA'S POV
It's been two weeks after the incident, and a tad bit safe to say I was fully recovered. Mom had stayed a few more days and left only yesterday when father called. Her health wasn't the best, but not as bad as it was.
Yep. My father and I were still not speaking. Only that this time, it's a me thing. He'd requested mom put me on the phone multiple times. Yet, I managed to come up with excuses. Flimsy excuses that did the goddamn job.
I got down from the taxi and beelined to my class. Liya was going to be discharged today. I couldn't miss that for anything in the world. School had been awfully lonely for two weeks but all that was about to be in the past.
These past weeks have been a rollercoaster of various degrees of incidents. And the outcome? Each one of them was what
