MAURIZIO FERRARI
I was surprised to see Anastasia and Beverly in the car when my brother, Mauricio fetched me at the hospital. A part of me was very happy to see her, but then I was really surprised.
While Mauricio drove us to our parents house with Beverly taking the front passenger seat; Anastasia and I sat in the back seat of the car.
"Are you okay, Nastasia?" Honestly, she does not look okay, but it is better to hear it from her, right?
"Anastasia?" I called her again, as she didn't hear me the first time. She seems to be deep in thoughts and when I touched her hand, she got jumpy.
"Huh?"
"I asked, are you okay?"
She put on a brave façade on her face and folded her arms. "Do I look like I am not okay to you? What makes you think that I am not okay!?" She scoffed.
I sighed
