OLIVIA
I sighed, feeling the weight of my parents' concerns pressing down on me. I knew I had to explain the situation to them, to provide some clarity to the complex web of emotions that had entangled me.
"Mom, dad," I began, my voice shaky but determined. "It's hard to explain everything in just a few words. Yes, my clients are here in the city, and my career is flourishing. But it's not just about that. It's about my journey, my independence, and yes, even my feelings."
I watched as they exchanged a knowing look, their expressions filled with a mixture of skepticism and understanding. My father's previous anger had softened into a contemplative expression.
"It's not like I'm staying in the city just because of Ely," I continued, trying to convey my sincerity. "But I won't deny that
