I know it's hard to accept, but Sophia is gone.
We have to move forward.
I nodded trying to be strong, but the tears I had been holding back began to fall. Streaming down my face like a river.
Abuela pulled me into a warm hug, holding me close as I wept for my sister, for the life we would never have and the truth that still lingered.
After dinner u did the dishes when I was done, I headed to my room.
I laid on the bed and started to wonder what could have happened to Sophia and who could have done that to her.
As I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling my mind began to wander, conjuring up all sorts if scenarios and suspects.
I thought about the investigation, the police conclusion about Sophia's death being a tragic accident but something didn't add up