In the blink of an eye, a week had passed, and the whole tribe worked tirelessly. Today was the day Lucas was going to his parents' house to tell them about his plans to leave with Kyra.
"Why do I need to go with you? Just go yourself." Vincent said, pushing Lucas away, who wanted to introduce him to his mother.
Kyra stepped out, dressed and ready. When she heard Vincent refuse to go, she walked towards him and held his hand gently. "You should come, Vincent. We're family now," she said softly.
Vincent looked at Kyra, who smiled at him like an angel. He nodded his head, swallowing hard.
"Let's go." Lucas said, and they began their journey to meet his parents.
As Lucas stood in front of the familiar house, nostalgia washed over him, bringing back a flood of memories. Every corner of the house held a piece of his childhood.
