Slowly I walk to the window and press my face against the glass. I see
my uncles, Luca and Damian, carrying a limp body towards the front
door. My two aunts, Novah and Sage, holding onto my mum as they
follow behind.
What's going on? I quickly pull away from the glass and run out of
my room. I fly down the hallway and down the grand front staircase.
I can feel my stomach drop as I hear frantic voices and commotion.
"Madre?"