I'm not sure how I got home. Charlotte let me go after I told her what I needed to say. I know what they're doing isn't from the heart, and they're just being swept away by their emotions. The person comes to the point where they no longer think about what they are doing because they believe it will bring them pleasure. Despite feeling dizzy from the dried water, I was able to return home safely. Randall, they still couldn't come home when I returned. Maybe they assumed I hadn't returned yet. Who would have guessed that someone would pick me up from the mall? However, it appears that Charlotte's...