CHAPTER 13: ELSA

“Do you need anything?”

This has to be the first time in a long time since I was last asked this question. No one at home ever asked, including Oliver. It was me who only ever gave.

Hearing Camila's questions directed at me, along with the concern etched on her face, is heartwarming. It reminds me of last night when Javier and Nana Guadalupe came to check in on me. I knew Nana would come, but finding Javier outside of my room was very shocking. I didn't think he cared. And to think I ran out to get the door with nothing beneath my dress.

I only became more overwhelmed when Nana joined him and began fussing about me. It was more than I could imagine. More than I'd ever received since the death of my father.

“No, I'm okay.”

“I'm serious, Elsa.”

“I really am fine.” I smile at Camila. While Nana acts motherly. Camila acts like an older sister. It's beautiful to watch, and knowing that these emotions are directed at me makes me feel really good on the inside.

“If you do need anythin