Seeing Livvy say her tearful goodbyes had been torture, I cannot lie. It was making this all seem so much more real now. These last two weeks had flown by, and it had seemed so easy to act like it wasn’t truly happening, despite the fact I was organizing it all. Livvy seemed anxious, yet she seemed excited too, and that was telling me that no matter how I was hurting, no matter how many times I was fighting tears, I was doing the right thing.
And when I chatted with Summer as I packed the car, she had told me the times Livvy had been speaking of the move, and how truly enthusiastic she was when she mentioned it, the excitement evident in her words, I felt happy for her. Summer told me that Livvy could not wait for the new start, and I felt selfish for wishing I hadn’t suggested it all no
