Chapter 22 Goodbye, Stefan

• Ariana Sutton's POV
• Before I left, I asked Yoana out and handed my resignation letter to her. "Please help me hand this to the hospital." She rubbed her palms together in discomfort. "Where are you planning to go? Are you really leaving? Didn't Figaro get rid of those things on the internet? It's all settled, isn't it?"
• I sighed. "I'm really going to leave this time. I'll let you know once I've decided where I'm going. I might come back someday—I grew up here, after all. Please help me thank Figaro. I won't have to call him, then." Yoana was sad that I was leaving, but she agreed to my requests anyway. "Well, update me once you've settled down, okay?"