Chapter 59: Returning To Marica
(Arata)
We said goodbye to Karsten’s family. Raysir had already left, so I didn’t get to see him, but Roshra hugged me like she was my best friend instead of Stella. She exchanged numbers with me and excitedly said.
"I will call you when I visit Marica, we can have a girl’s night out." She was a makeup artist and it showed in the way she always had tons of it on.
"You are on." I placed my phone back in my handbag.
"Here, this is for you. I made this." Grandma Martina presented me with what seemed like a crocheted sea-green poncho.
I accepted it with gratitude. The wool was soft, and the stitching was in a wave-like pattern, complimenting the colour. My grandma had made me plenty of crocheted sweaters and shirts and I loved them.
"This is very beautiful and thoughtful of you. Thank you, Grandma Martina." My words seemed to have delighted her, for she stepped forward and hugged me.
"Visit us again and continue being who you are, chica bonita." The smile on her wisdom-ridden face was genuine, and she reminded me of my grandma.
Camilla remained indifferent but she did hug me when Grandma Martina sent her a seething glare. She enthusiastically hugged her son though.
"Brother, don’t forget to send me an invitation with a plus one for the winter gala." Roshra enthusiastically hugged Karsten, and a tiny smile sprang upon his lips.
"I will."