chapter thirty

CHAPTER THIRTY

ELARA

I sat on my bed with my back resting on the head. I kept thinking about River's mother. I was sure that I had seen her somewhere before. Although right now, I couldn't recall exactly where I had seen her, I knew her face was familiar.

I closed my eyes as yesterday's incident began to reflect in my head once again. I remembered how her thick voice filled the air.

She was a slender old woman with so much energy. She had grey hair which was the only thing that proved that she was an old woman. She looked younger than she was.

She had a great physical appearance, and her husband looked older than she looked. He was chubby with a slight pot belly, and his height made him huge.

I would say River was like his mother, and Ella was like her father.

I was still struggling with trying to recall exactly where I had seen her. I racked my brain as I saw flashes of her.

FLASHBACK

"Hello, pretty little one," Carla said to me as she stepped into the house with my mom.

I hi