CHAPTER 17—He's Lying

CHAPTER 17— He's Lying

Rain's POV

I was choosing something to wear when I noticed that my two cousins, who were both sitting on the edge of the bed, were staring at me. I was standing in front of them and holding the two hangers where the two dresses that I chose to wear tonight were hanging.

"Why are you staring like that? I said. Which of these two should I wear later?" I asked as I raised the hangers again.

"Dark blue is okay with me," said Aliona, who was lying on the bed.

"The black one is better, Rain." Azariah pointed to the hanger on my right.

I frowned. "Can't you both choose?"

Azariah made me suffer. "I bet the black one is better."

"You can wear the black one tomorrow because it's a funeral," Aliona said.

I suddenly felt sad when Aliona mentioned the word 'funeral'. I dropped the hanger on top of the bed and stood next to my two cousins.

"May I ask?" I asked them, and they nodded.

"Shoot!" Azariah said.

I breathed deeply. "How was Abuela when she was alive?"

Aliona sat dow