One month later, Amy stepped out of the aeroplane with her travelling bag.

She breathed in and mumbled," so nice to be welcomed by the fresh air of NorthHill." Amy was soon cleared of her luggage and then went to where the taxis were. She took a cab to her old apartment and hoped that someone else hasn't occupied to it. Luckily, it wasn't occupied yet. She opened the door and got in.

She went to shower and rested on the bed for a while. About fifteen minutes later, she stood and dressed then