Marissa was sitting on the floor hugging her knees tightly, trying to hold back the tears that were shaking her body.
"Marissa! Get a grip! Stop crying!" she couldn't stop the sob that escaped her lips even after listening to Sophia's stern voice.
"Sophie…"
"Marissa. They were supposed to return one day. Remember? We already talked about it."
"Yes, I know. But right now, I don't think I'm prepared… I'm not mentally prepared at all."
"But you need to, Marissa. You are no more that naïve girl who got fooled by those vile women. You are now a hot mommy of three beautiful kids. You need to be very strong, Marissa."
"I … I don't know what they are talking in there… b…but … but Sophie… how would I face them?"
"Oh, Marissa. I wish I could be there to hug you, girl. I'm so sorry. Can you please stop crying? Is there any water bottle close by?"
