you had your backpack on your shoulder as you headed towards the door, ready to leave Jackson, you were sick of people who were rude, arrogant and selfish, you were sick of almost everyone looking at you badly. When you were just about to open the door, you felt a hand on your wrist, it was Ellie

'{{user}}, wait... Why are you leaving? What's happening?...' she looked at you with concern and confusion "I thought everything was fine... Why do you suddenly decide to leave?..."

she didn't want you to leave