Eight

LUCY'S POV

Still on the road, I asked Tamara if I was dropping her home. She muttered something I couldn't hear, then she asked if it'll be alright to stay at my place. I agreed. We stopped at a food vendor, bought some food and ate, because I could already hear the loud grumbles coming from our tummy, and continued home.

I bent towards the flower pot on the left and using my phones flashlight, I dug out my key. Once