Debora puked a stomach full of acidic lake water on her mother as soon as she stepped out of the lake.
At least she thought it was a stomach full. Debora didn't care as long as Semira felt humiliated enough.
The gushing of water still rang in her ears and her eyes barely opened, that's how swollen they felt. Her heart rate was high above the sky.
Her white dress clung to her, now transperant and dripping wet. Cold air swirled around her making her shiver. Mid afternoon sun was shining with warmth, which was the only good thing around her. It gave her some protection from the cold. The cold didn't make sense to Debora. It wasn't that cold until she had stepped inside the questionable lake.
Debora hated her mother a tad bit more for that.
"I'm guessing-g p-purification is d-done?"
