(Mindy Esmond’s Perspective)
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Mindy kept on stressing out about meeting with those boys.
While walking toward the exit door of the university’s dorm, Britt grinned at her.
And then Mindy added, “Because I’m not so sure, Britt.”
“Oh, come on, Mindy. Get over it already,” Brittany admonished her.
“Besides, it’s almost past our curfew hours. Good girls are not supposed to go outside at night, right?” Mindy muttered.
Soon after, before Brittany was reaching out for the door, she stopped and turned to see her for a second. And then she said, “Mindy, everything is going to be okay. Don’t stress out.”
Mindy’s lips got trembled. She was about to say something, but she felt anxious, “But—”
Brittany tapped her shoulder lightly and said, “You have me. If
