LanaI pushed the door open, and Beatrice visibly flinched when she saw me. She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, and I frowned.“What’s wrong?” I asked, my voice laced with worry.“It’s nothing,” she replied calmly, but she knew I wasn’t buying that shît.“If something’s bothering you, Trixie, you can tell me. Crying in the bathroom isn’t ‘nothing,’” I said sternly. I was beginning to sound like our mom.“It’s not, Lana. Please, just drop it,” Beatrice gritted out and walked past me.I stood there, shocked out of my mind. What on earth is wrong with her?I sighed and walked out of the bathroom.When I got into the living room, Beatrice was already sitting at the dining table, and Lily was sitting beside her.“Aren’t you going to eat, Aunt Lana?” Lily asked, and I smiled at her.“Of course I will,” I answered and sat down to eat.Throughout dinner, Beatrice didn’t say a word, even though Lily kept talking about her day and asking us a bunch of questions.I made it my mission to a
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