It's been nearly a month now, but Lucien remains stuck at the mental health facility.
Up until then, he's not certain about almost everything. He's not sure what to do anymore. Never in his life does he feel so weak, powerless and pathetic.
His figure has gotten incredibly thin at this point. It's much worse than when he was still modelling. Though he knew that he's mainly the one who's doing this to himself, he just couldn't help it.
Lucien couldn't help but be so depressed that he disregarded everything his body needed.
With how bad his depression was, he thought that he was actually bottling it all up this whole time. For the past fourteen years he's under the insincere care of his dishonest father, he was hiding all these pains and fears deep within him.
To sum all those feelings up, he would always come up with the agonizing realization that he really shouldn't have been born.