"Actually, if you need any help, I can..." Marvin Mitchell began, but Crystal Foster turned to him with a gentle smile on her face.
"Thank you, but I don't need any help right now."
Marvin sighed softly, "Then let me take you home."
She shook her head, "No, I want to walk by myself."
Home? Where would that be?
That was Martin Riley's house, not hers. After everything that happened, she wasn't sure if she could ever go back.
"Marvin, I'm going now."
She suddenly felt the urge to visit her dad, to talk to him, and figure out what she should do next.
Crystal hailed a taxi and watched the scenery pass by, her mind filled with countless thoughts.
She had always known that one day she would leave, she just didn't expect that day to come so soon.
But at least she had prepared a farewell gift for Otto, hoping that he would live well and happily in the future.
