Her family
Elena brushed her hair in front of the mirror. She thought about what her aunt had said about her. It frustrated her that someone would speak of her with sp much hatred. To her, it was insulting that they accused them of things that she doesn't remember doing.
They didn't just hate her but their hatred extended to her mother too. Her aunt was so angry it seemed like she would kill her if she showed her face to him.
She was awed by how her father stood up for her. She believed that her father was dead or that he had abandoned her but it seemed that it was not the case. Despite not having met her before, he stood up for her and defended her from all the things that were said towards her.
She felt so proud and her heart was filled with joy. The feeling was something unfamiliar to her. She had never felt that kind of joy from her stepfather standing up for her.
"Why are you smiling like that?" Esteban asked her appearing right next to her.