Lucas' attempt to speak to Daphne was fruitless. She didn't call the police but, she asked for help from the apartment supervisor. The old man sternly told him to leave now before he involved the authorities.
Not knowing where he could head, Lucas dragged himself back to his family home. It was the only place he could think of now.
To be frank, Lucas was so tempted to contact his two best friends. But, his pride stopped him from doing so.
With much difficulty, Lucas brought all the bags and the box with him. He almost stumbled on his step a few times before he finally reached the house.
"Lucas? What are you doing here? What... what's wrong with that bags?"
Linda was so shocked to see her eldest son showing up at the door. More so when Lucas appeared so disheveled. His hair was unkempt and the look on his face was listless.
"Mother, I'll stay here for a while... okay?"
