I silently watched Lucas get out of his car. Here I am now, standing in front of the White House. The entire area is quiet, and people are asleep. If it weren't for the light bulbs that surround the mansion as a whole, I might think this place is abandoned and that no one lives here.
“Thank you,” I said shortly as he approached where I was now. “Be careful on your way home.”
Lucas didn't respond to what I said. He didn’t make any noise; instead, he just silently watched me, causing me to look up at him. Confusion struck me.
"Take care of yourself," he said, a stark contrast to the concern in his voice earlier in Avondale, where it was so visible; now, his tone was calmer and neutral.
I couldn't help but get serious because of what he said. "I’m always taking care of myself."
“Not in t
