Reratilwe
I'm on a call with my mother, who's on her way to South Africa to come see me, along with my little sister and my best friend, Bokamoso. I've missed them so much I can hardly wait to see them tomorrow.
I didn't have much to do today, so I spent it with Nomhle. Just a quiet catch-up session, relaxing together since we're on break (recess).
Later, Nomhle walks into my room while on a video call with her mother. Her eyes are red, and she looks like she's been crying. Without saying a word, I open my blanket so she can sneak in next to me.
That's when she breaks down.
