ELLA

“We need to get…” I began as I pushed the door to my bedroom open, but trailed off when I saw Lyla sitting with May. “What’s going on?” I asked, looking at both of them in confusion.

“Oh, hello, Ella,” May said and got up. “You’re just in time to share a meal with us. Lyla and I have had the best conversation ever, and it’d be great for you to join us. I’ll get the table ready.”

With that, she left the room, and I stared at Lyla wide-eyed. “What was that?” I asked, and she exhaled.

“I have asked myself that question the entire time she sat...