You could see the anxiety tangling inside Ellie, her hands playing with the hem of the sleeves of her sweater, her eyes slightly watery as she started to think all of the awful things that could happen.

You wouldn't just stand and watch her — you pulled her closer to you, your arms embracing her waist as you started to whispered some praises for her.

"I don't know if I'm ready to go." she muttered as her lips joined in a cute pout while her eyes looked at you through the mirror.