The day had passed like a gentle breeze–peaceful, warm, and full of laughter.
For once, everything felt like it should. Friends were talking, the sun had set softly behind the trees, and the sound of birds returned as the lake calmed into a glassy reflection of the sky. It was the kind of day Lilith rarely experienced—simple, light, and full of small smiles.
But like all good things, it had to come to an end.
As everyone packed up the picnic mats, folded blankets, and collected juice boxes and half-eaten snacks, the mood shifted.
The cars were getting ready to head back to the mansion.
Everyone was gathering near the cars, stretching, yawning.
Inside the second car, Lilith sat near the window. Ray relaxed in the seat, and Grandpa was already calling out for Nova to hurry.
Just as Ethan opened the door to slide into the front seat...he froze.
His eyes widened slightly. Then he clutched his stomach and let out an awkward, half-laugh.
"Oh no... I have to go."
