ELISA'S POV
The outside air hit me like a wave.
It was filled with scents I hadn’t breathed in for so long. My lungs felt like they didn’t even know what to do with it. For a moment, I just stood there beyond the borders, my arms wrapped around me. I could almost smell it in the air—freedom.
Mona tugged at my sleeve, breaking me out of my daze. “Come on,” she said with a little grin. “Don’t just stand there breathing like a fish. You’ll get used to it.”
Kara slowed beside me, her smile growing wider. “Feels different, doesn’t it?”
I nodded, unable to find words. Different wasn’t enough. It was like stepping into a memory I couldn’t hold onto, something half-forgotten but deeply familiar. For a moment, I thought of my parents, of being younger and running through open fields. The ache
