“Pass the plate of beef please”, Phil says to Conan.

“Have mercy on the beef, Phil”, Eric says, erupting laughter from the others.

Phil shoots him a death stare, adjusting his dark brown, long hair.

We're having dinner at Conan's mansion to celebrate Eric and I’s departure. We leave tomorrow.

“Eat up, Jayden”, Phil whispered. He is sitting on my right, while Eric is on my left. Conan is beside Phil, and Seth is beside Eric. We're seated around a small table filled with different varieties of dishes.

“Thanks, Phil”, I reply. I can barely digest food right now. My heart was breaking, and the image of Jovita's unconscious body...