It was finally the day of her departure, and Ayla was having mixed feelings. First, she felt bad for leaving her friends behind, so she had the sudden urge to stay in the country. However, she had to chase after her dream, too. And the latter weighed more . So, after a painful decision-making process, she still chose to leave. It was sad, but she had to. She hoped she would meet her friends again when she came back.
"Are you ready?" Hayden popped his head into the bedroom through the door.
He was downstairs waiting for her and was worried when she didn't come.
"I'll be down in a few." Which meant she was not yet done. True, she had not even taken a shower yet because she was debating on whether to leave the country or not.
