ELLA
Underneath that pride was something else—I couldn’t quite put a finger on it or give it a name, but I felt it.
It ran deeper than anything I’d experienced in a long time, and it made me question my decisions.
It was a strange blend of fear, pride, and a wave of uncertainty. This was the first time I was leaving home—or anything I remotely called that—and while it felt like adventure was waiting for me ahead, the thought of being alone in a new place terrified me.
I didn’t know what to do with all these emotions. This was unfamiliar territory, and as usual, I had no map, no guide, no one to show me how to move forward.
I turned to Quincy and watched him for a while. He had fallen asleep a few minutes after the bus left the station. I figured he must’ve been tired from the errands
