Yasmine knew that she had to leave. It wasn’t working, it wasn’t right.
Sometimes you had to move on in order to grow and flourish.
She knew this. She knew it to the core of her bones.
But when she talked about moving out, of finding her own place, her parents always told her what was best.
You won’t be able to do it.
It’s cheaper living here.
Don’t move in with that good-for-nothing boyfriend of yours.
So she stayed put, and tried to ignore the feeling in her bones.
Alex.J.Cobalt 