Vicky walked out of the lake house, in the darkness of the night. Connor followed her to the patio, and watched as she walked off, without looking back.
Vicky was fuming with anger. She was cleaning her tears as she passed the gate to the lake house. She knew after leaving, there was no coming back. She wanted to turn back, and take a look at the lake house one last time, but she knew Connor was watching her.
Vicky kept walking. She was on autopilot. She had nowhere else to go, but that didn't stop her. She kept walking. All she wanted to do was get away from the lake house. It's ironic how such a place, where she had happy memories with her family as a child, was the place to make her realise that life was no longer happy.
Vicky finally arrived at a bus stop. It was empty. She sat waiting for a bus to arrive. Vicky cleaned the tears from her face, and pulled the straps of the backpack. She looked up at the sky.
