Nothing could hinder her way anymore. She’d been patient, she’d done her time. With destiny awaiting, she was now all ready to unleash her soul.
Walking away from her home of four years, Karla shed her graduation robe while her classmates posed for another groupfie. They were welling up vouching they’d forever miss the good old days.
Karla never looked back. She neither teared nor cared. Their affection remained a puzzle to her—she knew the reality: people forget. While they celebrated their collective achievement, she set out to celebrate freedom.
“Finish your degree first,” her parents had challenged.