When she got out of my car, she waited for me to go next to her. I could see something was wrong. I know it's evil, but I secretly hoped that she would say that she isn't ready for this yet, and she would ask me to take her home, but she didn't say a word. She just held my hand tighter.
"Are you okay?"
She let out a sigh nervously.
"Yes I think."
"Serena, you can do that. You are strong and beautiful. You can do whatever you want. And don't forget, you can call me anytime, and I'll come to take you home, okay?"
I talked against my will, but I tried to do what was the best for her, and what made her happy.
She nodded with a smile. I held her hand and we walked into the building. I nodded to the receptionist. She didn't stop us, she knew who I was. She looked at me surprised just like
