Madeline's POV
As I watch the scenery outside the bus window, I can't contain my tears from pouring down my cheeks. I just felt glad that only ten passengers are riding the bus, and I settled myself in the last row, so no one will see me cry. I couldn't believe that I will be crying this much. I have been ready for this, I thought so, but I was very wrong. I fished out my phone from my bag, and I called Gina's number. I can tell she is still at the restaurant where she works her part-time job, I don't want to disturb my friend, but she's the only one I can turn to, especially in times like this.
