Chase walked out into the night to grab a bottle of water, his thirst getting the better of him. As he entered the living room, his eyes caught a flash of red hair, and he realized it was Diane sitting on the couch, her eyes fixed on the floor.
He grabbed two bottles of water and walked over to her, his footsteps echoing in the silence. "Can't sleep?" he asked, his voice soft with concern.
Diane looked up at him, startled, her eyes red and puffy. "Hello," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, as she stood up and began to walk away.
But Chase called out to her, "No, it's okay, you can stay." He handed her a bottle of water, his eyes locked onto hers. "Did you cry?" he asked, his voice filled with empathy. "Is it college? Charlotte said she was taking you tomorrow," Chase ad
