ADRIANA'S POV
He had held me through the night, his hands wrapped around my waist protectively even though he seemed hesitant at first.
I couldn't tell why he didn't want to at first. He had been giving me the green light for a while, but now he seemed shut off. Was it because I was leaving? Maybe he didn't want to show any sort of acknowledgment during my last day here.
My last day here…
The words hit me again and I couldn't still believe it. The sun had risen and I was sitting at the edge of the bed, my hands gripping the duvet tightly in my hands.
I had spent about 6 months here already and it already meant a lot to me. No matter how much it seemed to treat me at first, I had adapted and I owed it all to this place. To these people here.
