Jenna's P.O.V.
The sight of an old red truck pulling up outside the hotel parking lot snapped me out of my daydream. I grabbed my coat and purse before I glanced at my own reflection in the mirror one last time, my blonde hair cascading down my shoulders, my blue eyes revealing the unease I was feeling in my heart. With one final deep breath, I composed myself and made my way to the door. As I opened it, Adam already stepped inside my room, his face etched with concern once he looked into my eyes. He wrapped me in a warm embrace, and for a moment, the worries inside of me melted away. Adam’s touch was comforting and a reminder of why I had wanted him to come with me. Just to know that I wasn’t alone in this journey.
“Hey Gorgeous, sorry I'm late, there was a fight at school that I needed
