"Then you should give it a try. How would you know if you don't try?" I clenched my fist and encouraged her, saying, "Like you said. If you want to be brave once, it's this time. Do it for yourself!"
Estelle took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind.
"Okay, I'll give it a try!" She was hopeful again.
She suddenly looked up and asked me curiously, "What about you? What brave thing do you want to do?"
"Me?" I smiled, saying, "I want to be brave. I would start my own business, even if there are many voices of opposition. I still want to give it a try."
"It's late now. You should go back." I glanced at the time and saw that it was 3 a.m.
"I'll accompany you. The truth or dare game says we will spend a night by ourselves."
Estelle stubbornly shook her head.
I smiled, saying, "It's okay. Go up."
She didn't say anything. She shook her head harder with a hint of indescribable struggle in her eyes.
I knew she was using this way to prove her determination to get rid of the good girl label.
"I'm fine. Go back now. You have to work tomorrow."
I advised her again, but a touch of pity welled up in my heart.
"I...I don't want to go home tonight..."