Elena.

I shuffled through the piles of boxes and containers, sneezing occasionally as the dust tickled my nose. Finally, I found a box with Diego's name on it, my heart swelling with anticipation. But when I opened it, the box was empty. I sighed as I frantically searched through the other boxes to find what I was looking for, but to no avail. Where could it be? Where could this toy of his be?

Just then, Mrs. Cali walked in, her eyes scanning the room before resting on me. "Looking for something?" she asked, her tone curious.

"Yes," I replied, trying to hide my disappointment. "That childhood toy that Diego...