Farewell.

In no time, it was already evening, and the entire group was preparing to leave the mansion. Jen had dazedly taken a shower and got dressed. Lucas looked at how spaced out she looked and felt his heart ache for her. He did not want to leave if he could help it, he could already picture how heartbroken she was going to be over the next few days.

Lucas put on a black shirt and a pair of jeans before checking for his phone and wallet. Jen only watched him get ready with a faraway look in her eyes.

"Jen, sweetheart," Lucas called when she did not respond, even when his face was right in front of hers.

"Hmm?" Jen responded and blinked twice before her gaze focused on his face.

"Are you ready?" he asked her as he pushed her hair behind her ear. Jen looked at his face for a few seconds before nodding. Lucas leaned forward and pecked her lips before standing up.