107-Giving Sawyer Back

Carena:

I woke up early in the morning, thinking I would be on my way to work without any more arguments. Usually, we take breaks between arguments, but recently, my family has learned this technique where they don’t want to leave me in peace for one second.

Changing into a purple tank top, a black sweater, and pants, I grabbed my side bag and rushed downstairs. I kept my hair in a high ponytail, unlike how I used to keep it. Since I was changing so much, I decided to switch up my style a bit as well.

Not to mention, there was so much I wanted to do when I was a teen but couldn’t due to all sorts of responsibilities. But now I was free, and this newly found freedom had given me a weird sense of courage and confidence.

However, life was still the same because the people around me were the same. I had only stepped off the stairs when I realized we had a guest over. With my eyes narrowed and my heart sinking in my chest, I acknowledged it was none other than Sawyer, sitting on a chair wi