Eighteen in Genova
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. First Genova weekend as a legal adult. Dad has confirmed this changes absolutely nothing regarding his right to ask where I’m going and when I’ll be back. Tia says eighteen has improved my ability to order drinks and nothing else.
I chose excellent people.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.