“But there is a waiting room with other members of your family. “They are currently in surgery” she said. The receptionist looked up at the two girls. “Maria and Salvador Desamparad” said Mirabella, slightly out of breath. Mirabella rushed to the reception with Vanessa at her side. “It’s.it’s your aunt and got hit by a car.” She could feel her heart slowly picking up its pace, and then she heard her aunt say something that made her whole body freeze.
Something was telling her that something had happened. Mirabella gestured for her cousin to come closer so she could hear what they were talking about. “Mum, what’s going on?” Vanessa asked, her voice steady and nervous. The sound of screaming and crying was all she could hear, and Mirabella could also hear it from where she stood. “They’re probably wondering wasn’t taking us so long” she said, as she pulled out her phone from her bag. She was just about to say something when her phone went off. Vanessa had on a thinking face as she looked at all the shops in front of her. “Maybe a hat?” Mirabella said, remembering that her mother loved to wear big summer hats during the summer. Growing up, Mirabella spent all her childhood in England, and it wasn’t until two years ago that her and her family moved to Spain. Today was the day that Mirabella’s parents were returning back from London, and everyone was excited to see them. “What do you think I should get your mum?” Vanessa asked, as they entered the shopping centre. They were both cousins and apart of the Spanish mafia family. These two girls were Vanessa and Mirabella Desamparadas. She had long, dark brown hair and blue eyes like the ocean and sun-kissed skin. The other girl wore white jeans with a white tank top tucked in the waist band of the jeans and a black and red-checkerboard flannel with white converse.
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Her sun-kissed skin looked smooth and her full lips were a pinky shade colour. She had dad brown hair that went just passed her waist and brown eyes with a hint of hazel in them. One was wearing a baby blue summer dress with a pair of while flats. Two girls were walking down the streets of Spain with shopping bags in their hands. There are times where things happen and you ask God, ‘why?’ But always remember that God has a reason for why it happened.
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