♡Lily's World/omb-Oscar Diaz♡

♡Capitulo Treinta Y Uno- Girl Time♡

MINI POV

I get the box out of the car, arms full but heart heavier, and walk to Flaca's room. I knock softly. She opens the door with a tired but genuine smile.

"Do you have time for your sissy?"

Flaca's grin widens and she waves me in. "I always have time for my sissy—especially since I smell fresh cookies."

I laugh, handing her the warm box. "Our girls made them. And little Norma helped decorate."
I pull out the crayon drawings, folded cards, and snapshots and help her tack them to the corkboard behind her bed.

Then I pass her a wrapped bag and hug her tight. "This is from Oscar and me. He cooked lunch for you, and I made it pretty. It's Dr. Stephan approved. I've been taking Antonia to preschool every morning. Her and Lily are loving being in the same class."

Flaca opens the box and gasps with a soft smile. "He made my favorite enchiladas. Thank you—both of you." She sets it gently on her table. "You spoil me. I also see you brought more clothes and toiletries?"

"Of course," I say, sitting beside her. "You deserve to feel like yourself again."

She starts eating, and I hesitate before asking, trying to keep my voice casual. "How are you really doing? Tony said you've been doing therapy... and he's joined some too. If you ever want one of us to come to a session, you know we will."

Flaca pauses, then looks me over carefully. "I'm doing better, Mini. One thing I've learned is I don't need drugs or smokes—I need distractions and real support. But don't change the subject. What's going on? You can't hide shit from me."

I look away, fighting the lump in my throat. But it spills out anyway.

"Oscar told me last night... he cheated on me with Katie. Said he doesn't love me anymore. That we're just co-parents now."
My voice breaks. "Ray and him got into a huge fight. Mom and Ray are staying at your house. Cesar's gone back to school and only checks in by phone..."

Flaca stares at me, stunned. Then she pulls me into her arms, holds me as I completely fall apart in her lap.

"That asshole doesn't deserve you, Aminia," she whispers. "You're the toughest person I know. And he's going to learn the hard way not to mess with my best friend."

FLACA POV

Mini's breathing slows as she cries herself to sleep on my lap. I gently text Tony.

Flaca (text):

Tell your best friend that he better run when I get out. Oh, and hit him hard across the head for me. My best friend just cried herself to sleep.

Just as I hit send, I hear the door creak. Norma walks in, her arms open. I hold her tight.

"Can I kill your son?"

Norma sighs, sitting beside me on the bed. "Ray almost did. We heard the whole fight, and Flaca—her face, her voice... even you would've broken seeing it. I don't understand how he could do this. They were doing so well."