"You have another visitor!"
As Darica walked towards the private meeting hall the next day, she could feel her sweaty palms and her thumping heart, which made her have cold feet.
She had been waiting for this moment for a very long time and now that she was about to do it, she couldn't help but feel fear.
Was this really the right thing to do?
But if she didn't do it, how long was she going to live in the dark? Getting traumatized by just a voice or the thought?
She didn't want to spend the rest of her life living as a coward. She was twenty-four years already, and it was high time that she let this go.
Collecting herself in the process of going to the hall, a glint of determination flashed through her eyes.
Since she was here, she might as well just get over it and make sure that this becomes the past that would never haunt her ever again.
