Chapter 98. Making a Choice

Sofie's POV

"Thanks," I uttered to the driver, as he helped me take out my luggage from the trunk of his taxi.

"No problem, ma'am." He nodded, handing me my change.

I shook my head as I waved. "No, no. Please take it."

He looked shocked before swiftly pocketing the cash. "Thanks a lot, ma'am. I really appreciate it. I hope you have a safe and hitch-free flight."

"I hope so too," I muttered, more to myself than to him.

I was finally leaving America, but I still didn't feel eager to leave.

Amy and I had gotten into an argument earlier that morning; she had vowed to cut me off for good if I continued with my 'stupid display of foolishness,' and, in my anger, I had asked her to do so.

She had