Chapter Fourty Two

If Dad hadn't made me feel like Elena was one crazy lunatic who always chased us around like a goose, maybe I would have noticed how beautiful she was.

Aside from the black gown and veil that she seemed to always wear, which hid her pretty face, she felt quite normal to me, not all crazy as Dad did put it sometimes.

I stared at her, hiding the disbelief in my eyes. When Lola told me Elena had come to look for me, I tried to dismiss the fact that maybe, just maybe I wouldn't get the chance to meet her someday, because I wasn't sure of what I was going to meet. I tried to convince myself that it could be another Elena, it didn't have to be the mysterious one.

But here I was, staring into the cunning and desperate eyes of the same woman who had found a way to always locate me and my family. What was it that was important that somehow always made this woman locate us?

I gave a nervous chuckle at her statement and decided to walk out of the cafeteria. I thought I was ready to face whatever