" I ll be back, I promise" I smiled sadly. He pulled me in for a hug " I'll be waiting." I heard my mother clearing her throat " Sweetie, we got to go now" I took a last look at him and smiled. I followed my parents towards the airport gates. A piece of me cracked and I looked back and waved at him before going in. I'll miss him.
As we took our seats in the airplane itself, I turned my head to the airplane mirror. It's going 6 hour plane to New York. I sighed in frustration " 7 years.."
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