Ella's POV
I needed that breakfast, that break, and that opportunity. It lifted me, my mood my thoughts. Everything. Arriving home to Nana and Myra I felt like a different woman than I was last night, even than this morning.
The scent of sweet strawberry tea and laughter was the first thing that met me when I opened the front door. Walking around the corner to the living room I find them having a little tea party.
"Ella! Come, sit with us, I'll get you a cup too,"
Myra beamed while running into the kitchen. My eyes were on Nana. With a careful smile, I sat next to her on the couch, so far, she hasn't said a word to me.
"You look good Nana,"
"Oh, my dear child, I thought I never see you again. My beautiful little Sarah,"