The bag felt heavier than usual on my arm, probably didn’t even need the old thing but it just felt right while I threw in every single thing I could lay my hands on.

The puff of air escaped forcefully from my lips the moment I lugged the heavy ass luggage out the door.

As if every force was against my ‘graceful’ pull at the bag handle, my curls decided to remind me why I needed to shave the entire thing off in the first place. I let the bag slip from my fingers and yanked the stray strand of hair behind my ear just in time to see Christian...