"I'm in the bedroom closet. I don't want to be found. Please don't look for me. I don't ever want to leave this closet ever again. People are mean, and scary, and they're not welcoming at all. I'm going to stay in this closet forever." She cried into the phone.
"Hope, I've told you this a million times, but I'm gonna tell you this again: I will find you. I don't know why you like to hide when you break down, but every time, I will find you." Luke promised, already on his way, doing what he's done time and time again: Finding Hope.
*Courtney*
I can't believe it. I'm in New York!
I'm actually doing this. This right now is real as real can ever be.
But Luke. He was the best. I miss him.
*Luke*
I miss her. But she is doing what she loves.
I want her back in my arms.
I don't want her to be across the world.
I just want her back.
*Courtney*
I love him I do but I need to do this.
I need to do art. It's what in best at.
It's hard but I'm 'Away From him."