Breathe. Yes, she had to breathe. The ice cream was bound to be delicious considering she hadn’t been able to stomach much this past month. But it was going to be ok. She would bury herself in dessert and relish her cold giggles.

Once she was out of there she was not going to do the same old dance anymore. She licked her spoon as she savored the thought of a fresh start. A second chance. Everything will grow from there. She sent the last set of emails letting people know she would be moving on. She deleted her account and felt peace.