Dilara

Chapter 55:

Someone knocks on my door.

'Who is it?' I ask. My voice is muffled by the pillow I'm laying my face in.

I hear it open up.

'Hey, it's me Mimi,' she says.

'Hey Mimi,' I reply.

'How are you holding up?' She asks. 'You've been alone for the past six hours, I'm sure that's not healthy.'

'Not well,' I say. I look at her.

My eyes are red and puffy and my face is wet from my tears.

Dynamite barks softly and cuddles into my arm.

Mimi comes and sits next to me.

She hugs me and I cuddle into her. She's like my older sister.

The only type of family I have left.

'Mimi, if I didn't leave him he would still be alive.' I cry. 'He would be here with me.'

'It's not your fault.' She rubs my back. 'He wanted you to be safe.'

'But now he has to pay the price for it.' I mutter.

'He would much rather it be him that you,' Mimi says. 'And you know that Dilara.'

I silently cry into her chest and my hand brushes over her baby bump.

'Do you know the gender yet?' I ask.

'No, but Alessandro and I are going for a scan on Saturday.' She replies. 'I want you to have the gender and prepare the reveal for us.'

'Are you serious?' I ask.

'Yeah, you're going to be the godmother after all.' She smiles down at me.

'Mimi, you're the best.' I sigh.

And it's true. She's always been there for me. Since we went to the private school, all the way until now.

She kisses my forehead and rubs my back.

'Everything's going to be ok,' she says. 'Everything's going to be just fine.'

'I should probably freshen up.' I say.

'Yeah, I'll be downstairs if you need me.' She replies.

I smile at Mimi and she gives me a smile back.

She leaves the room and I start filling up the bathtub.

I let myself relax in the warm water for a couple minutes before I start washing myself. When I finally get out I look in the mirror and see how puffy my eyes are.

I dry myself off and put on another hoodie of Adriano's with some shorts underneath.

I start drying my hair when there's a knock on my door.

I open it up and see Xuan standing there holding a bowl of chocolate covered strawberries and Alora is with him holding a plate of brownies.

My heart drops.

Adriano didn't get to taste my Brownies again.

'Can we come in?' Xuan asks.

'Sure,' I reply.

They walk in and sit on my bed. I join them.

'I baked these myself.' Alora says handing me the plate.

Xuan hands me the strawberries and I give him a grateful smile.

A moment of silence passes through us and I start eating the brownies.