"What? Now?" Zada asked in worry.

"Yes. Now. You need to come with me, Ada. You are my best friend. You have to come with me," Emma begged, making puppy eyes.

"Okay. I will come with you. But what's wrong? You look perfectly okay to me." Zada said, giving Emma a once over.

"But I am not," Emma said, making a crying face.

Emma had just gotten off a video call with her mother in the morning. Much to her fury, little Mila was also there. Zada didn't hear their conversation, she had left Emma to talk and went to eat breakfast.

Now, Emma has barged into her room and...