Ellie's Point Of View
I hated being late. Just as much as I hated rushing over to get done. I still couldn't understand how I hadn't kept track of the time— I'd toured around Italy throughout the day.
Italy was as incredible as I'd imagined. The food, the beauty, the culture… Everything lived up to my expectations and more. There was just something magical in the air that melted my stress and turned my worries into distant memories.
Italy was pure escapism and I loved it.
I took videos, and photos for memories, and also visited a few places Chloe and Kira had recommended, and well, now I was paying for the consequences.
With rushed breaths, I stood in front of the floor-length mirror, missing Nina more than usual today. If she'd been here, she would always have something smartass to
