C13 When robots cry

Date = 4 April

Four days passed and I still feel cold at times.

Place = San Francisco (Enrique’s home)

But at least I’m back home.

POV – Aria

As soon as the minivan rounds the corner and disappears from view, I stop my enthusiastic waving.

“Thank the holy cows,” I mumble and walk back into the house.

I love my sister, but after everything that’s happened, I desperately need a breather