ZOEY’S POV:
“YESSSSSSSSSS!!!! YESSS! YESSSS!”
The moment I read the congratulatory message from Zeriah, I can’t help but to scream at the top of my lungs. I danced to an imaginary upbeat song and I jumped up and down over my bed. But most importantly, when I stood in front of the mirror and slapped myself in the right cheek, it hurt…and a hurting feeling is an indication of something real.
“For real? Omg thank youuuu. When will we meet again? Wait, is this your contact number?” I carefully texted back Zeriah before saving this number on my phone without waiting for his response.
“Hell yes, Zoey! I told you…you can do this!” I said to myself as I clenched my jaw and looked at the mirror straightforwardly. Finally, I will be able to pay that damn debt and start a new life with my Nana
