Chapter 142. Home Sweet Home

2024

Amelia’s POV

Three Months Later

It was raining,because of course it was.Portland didn’t know how to do anything else.The sky had that soft gray tint I remembered from childhood,the kind that looked like it had been smudged with chalk and refused to clear up no matter how many times you begged it to go away.

But this time,I wasn’t on a bike with my jeans soaked through and mascara streaming down my cheeks praying that I would make it to school in time.This time,I was in a car.My car.A little silver Corolla that still smelled faintly like dealership plastic and nervous sweat from my driving test.I’d finally done it.After years of convincing myself that I was a city girl who didn’t need to drive,I caved.Turns out,learning how to drive was not as disastrous as I thought it would be.

As I veered off the highway and saw the green sign that read Welcome to Portland,something strange and warm curled up in my chest.

Home.

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