Done deal

Catalina's POV

Trying to slip past the front door unnoticed, a voice called out to me. "Where have you been?" Auntie was all over me in minutes, making a fuss out of nothing. "We were so worried. Paola and I couldn't sleep."

"I'm sorry, Aunt but I had to take care of an emergency and couldn't return home last night." I lied, my voice remained emotionless, not giving anything away.

"Well, you should have called! We were worried sick," she wailed, her fingers running over me again, checking for a bruise but she came up empty-handed.

"I'm fine, how is Mariana? Is she still asleep?" I was heading to her room, trying to get away from the conversation when Nana stopped me. I was met with her teary eyes. Her usual cheerful face was solemn as she held my cheeks in her hands.

"Please don't start Nana. I'm okay." I was getting tired of the endless reassurance I was giving to them.

"Mariana isn't in her room as she left already. You just missed her." I turned back to my aunt who just like Paola