"I'll come with you," Lucas agreed readily, and the couple returned to their room.

When they got back to the room, Lucas spoke again. "Okay. Let's talk."

Coco suddenly wrapped her arms around Lucas' waist, burying her face in his arms.

"What's wrong?" Her strange behavior made him a little nervous.

"I felt an urge to cry while watching the TV show," Coco whimpered. She did not want her in-laws and Leia to see her crying, so she had made an excuse to go upstairs instead of worrying them.

Lucas cupped her face in his hands although startled by her tears. "Thinking about your parents?"

"Yeah, but not just that," Coco sniffed.

"When I was a kid, my parents used to watch the TV with me on New Year's Eve. Later, when I stayed with my uncle's family, I had to grab a small stool and sit far away to watch the TV with them. Their TV was in the master bedroom, so all of them would sit on the bed and watch it except for me."

"I wasn't happy. When I became independent, I moved out and live