Chapter 13

Elena The weather feels so hot today. I don’t know if it’s really the weather, but nothing has been cool for me. My heart hasn’t gotten enough space to breathe and I haven’t had enough oxygen in my lungs. It’s tight. Maybe because I’ve been crying nonstop.  I feel like the most terrible daughter on earth, maybe I am. I’m standing in front of the place where my father was buried two years ago. I see all the flowers I bring to him every year all withered. The wind is strong. It blows my red hair on my face, sticking to my face because of the tears. “Dad.” I whisper, dragging a shaky breath as I try to speak. “I’m here Love, your little angel is here,” A small smile parted my lips when I say out the name he always called me.  “Happy belated birthday, Love.” I smile, and the wind blows my hair again. It feels like he is standing beside me. My heart is melting. “Elena, keep being like a fish. Keep swimming. Keep being happy.” I hear his words echoing in my head again, and my eyes starts get