All her belongings were neatly packed into the suitcase.
Caroline Edwin easily carried her luggage and walked out of the dormitory with Moira Samir.
As they reached the athletic field, their eyes were met with an enormous crowd, students from several classes who hadn't gone to their lessons but were waiting for Moira Samir.
They stood in neat rows, shouting in unison, "Moira Samir, we wish you health and everything to go your way in the future. We will remember you—you are our comrade in arms!"
Their voices were so loud and harmonious that they echoed all around.
The expressions of the students standing on the field were resolute, their eyes filled with sincere concern, and their caring gazes uniformly focused in one direction.
"Thank you, thank you..."
Moira Samir's eyes brimmed with tears as she raised her hand to cover her mouth, gratefully looking at them.
