Angela who? (3)

A soft knock on the door pulled Zaria out of her thoughts.

"Zaria?" Came Ximena's worried voice. "Are you alright in there?"

She blinked her tears away rapidly and rushed to the door, stopping to wipe the drops that had seeped from her eyes before pulling it open. As expected, Ximena was driving herself crazy with worry along with Theodore and Des.

"I'm okay." She reassured them with a broken voice.

"Just okay?" Ximena's question was a mutter. It was clear what she hoped for. When Zaria didn't answer her, she felt like she was going crazy. "Come on. Put me out of this misery, will you? Am I becoming a godmother?"

"And am I becoming a grandfather?" Theodore added worriedly, trying to read his daughter's expression.

She broke into a sudden smile and jumped into their arms with nearly enough force to knock them down. Ximena steadied her.