When I got home and walked in to open the door, I wiped away my tears. I took a deep breath, exhaled, and adjusted myself before turning the sliding door to open and enter.

"Marga, what happened? What country are you from?" Eva greeted me as soon as she saw me enter the living room.

I was swallowed whole. I can still taste the bitterness and pain in my throat as a result of my chest tightness.

I swallowed once more. I'd like to go straight, but I don't want to abandon Eva. Shit. I'm sobbing. I'm not sure how long I'll cry, especially when I see Eva's happy face...