Hours passed and it was getting late. Kate yawned deeply.

—You're tired. Let’s go home —Bastien whispered, brushing his hand over her back.

—Alright…

Lucca looked at Ara tenderly.

—Love, do you want to go home or keep going? Tell me. We’ll do whatever you want.

—Home. I’m exhausted —she replied without hesitation.

Lucca smiled and kissed her lips.

—Let’s go, little one.

Bastien walked over to Arthur and spoke quietly:

—We’re leaving. Everything’s paid for. Take care of the girls. I’ll see you first thing in the morning.

—Yes, sir.

Bastien returned to Kate, who was dozing off on a couch. He picked her up in his arms, gently covered her with his jacket, and carried her out as if she were the most precious thing in the world.

—I’m so sleepy… —Kate murmured, barely awake.

—Shhh, we’re going home.

Bastien carefully settled her in the back seat.

—Lucca, you drive. Kate’s asleep.

—Yes, sir.

Lucca turned to Ara.

—Come, love. Sit in the front next to me. The gentleman will carry the young lady