Elena.

I tried to take a deep breath as I walked down the sidewalk toward my house. My parents were already there, chatting with the rest of my family. A few of them noticed me approaching, but in true family fashion, they pretended nothing had happened as they waved at me.

I was thankful; I did not feel like the hassle of giving everyone an explanation. Aunt Jennifer was leaning against my car, watching me with dull eyes and a sad frown on her face.

I walked over to her, paying no mind to the lingering stares that were still following me. When I got close to her, she sucked...