I turned on my heels and left them standing in the kitchen. They could continue their stupid fights. “Ella.” I heard Estra’s voice behind me as I was walking back to my room. “Ella.” She continued calling after me. “Stop.” She pulled me around so I ended up facing her. I had no mood or intention to talk to her.
“Ella. Talk to me.” She insisted. “Could you have saved him?” I blurted out frantically. “Ella.” She said my name once again while shaking her head. “Could you have saved him?” I asked her again with more conviction and power in my voice. I still had some stray tears rolling down my cheeks but I was pretty confident from the anger inside of me.
“Possibly.” She replied in the end seeing that I would not let it go and there was no room for escape. “So why didn't you try?” I asked he
