CHAPTER FORTY
Amy pointed at Cherry, her voice trembling with anger.
"Hey! Don't talk about my father!"
But after the fire in Amy's eyes flickered out, her strength left her.
She slowly sank to the floor, tears bursting forth like a dam.
Cherry had been expecting a furious exchange of words, but all she saw was Amy crumbling before her.
Amy shifted uncomfortably, then turned to the cat before shifting back into her human form.
Cherry sat beside Amy.
Now, Cherry's mind was clearer. She sat down with Amy, their earlier tension faded.
"I'm sorry, Amy. Me dejé llevar por mi frustración (I got carried away by my frustration)," she whispered.
Amy's voice cracked as she repeated, "Don't talk about my father!" Her sobs shook her small frame.
"I'm sorry for dragging your father into this," Cherry said, her voice was low and filled with regret.
Amy's eyes, filled with pain, locked onto Cherry's.
