Chapter17: Revelations From The Past

questions.questions anyway. how it burns inside of their hearts... now see that coming Celina sat at the kitchen table, watching her grandmother prepare dinner. The familiar smell of spices filled the air, but there was a palpable tension between them. Ever since Celina had returned home to take care of her sick father, there were unspoken things hanging in the air, like shadows from the past that refused to be ignored. "How was your day, Grandma?" Celina tried to break the uncomfortable silence. Her mother sighed, stirring the pot on the stove. "It was... quiet. I had a doctor's appointment. The doctor said there isn't much to do other than continue with the treatments." Celina nodded, knowing that her father's illness was a heavy burden for both of them. "I'm sorry you have to go through this, Mom. I wish I could do more." Her mother stopped stirring the pot and looked at Celina. Her tired eyes carried years of unexpressed pain. "You know, Celina, it hasn't always been easy for me."