Chapter 35

ELSA

“Flight 907 has reached its location; all passengers are expected to evacuate the aircraft immediately,” the speakers of the plane said repeatedly. People lined up to get off the plane, mostly tourists. Gianna wasn’t a fan of my family, so we agreed she was going to stay home alone. I didn’t blame her; my mother wasn’t exactly fond of her either.

I was back home, the place that I hated and loved in equal measures. Tourists were everywhere and had already started taking pictures and smiling happily.

The video call on my phone was back to life, Gianna was doing her edges in the mirror. It was evening, but she said she had a date with a hot man she found.

“Are you sure you’d be fine with your family?” She had put in new braids, but according to her and African traditions, it had to be down before she’d pack it, or it’d wrinkle because it’s still new and fragile.

I nodded to her earlier question, grabbing my small bag tightly. “They don’t bite… not literally, anyways.”

“I’