THIRTEEN YEARS OLD (12)

Hope was packing her belongings sullenly. She was just discharged from the hospital yesterday and Serefina had already arranged everything for her. 

They would move out of this city. 

Hope was upset, but her guilty conscience stopped her from complaining. Actually, this was the best result that she could get. 

Whatever Kace told Serefina, it worked. 

The witch didn't even scold her, or else she would definitely be punished after the ruckus that she had caused, but her decision couldn't be changed this time. 

She was determined for them to move away from this city, therefore, here Hope was, stacking up all of her books, clothes and her precious possessions. 

Lana came to her room after she was done with her things to check on her. 

"Can't I, at least say goodbye to my friends?" Hope raised her head, staring at Lana with her doe- eyes, pleading.