Micah was in her room, packing her bags. Her face was red and stained with tears as she put away her clothes and belongings. You looked at her from the doorway, feeling horrible that she had to suffer from this situation as well. She really was like your own since the very beginning and your heart clenched at the thought that you had to let her go again.

You finally stepped into her room and sat down beside her, taking her in a hug.