Chapter 2- Trust
Aurora:
It had been one week since the incident, and nobody in my family was talking to me except Papa, who used to bring food trays to my room.
Mateo and Maya never visited me after that unfortunate incident. Overnight, I lost everything.
My honor, my respect, my one and only love, my childhood buddy, and my family.
The face I used to see in the mirror wasn’t mine. It belonged to a girl who now had a pale complexion and dark circles around her emerald-green eyes.
Only my green eyes were a telltale sign that this ugly face belonged to me.
Tying my thick, auburn hair in a rough chignon, I decided to go out and sit in the living room. I was getting tired of staying in my room all the time.
The strange thing was... my father didn’t offer me even once that I should try to mingle with my family or friends instead of limiting myself to my room.
"Hello!" I mumbled as soon as I entered the living room. Mom and Papa, who were talking in low whispers, suddenly got quiet.
But I didn’t give up. My mom must be very disturbed due to my condition, and that must be why she never visited me. She never tried to offer me even a hug or some comforting words.
Papa pulled a sigh while my mom got up and walked past me. I quickly held her wrist, "Mom. Are you ok?"
My mom freed her hand and went to the kitchen. She started taking out spoons from the drawer a little clumsily as if she wanted her hands to get busy with some tasks.