The night air was crisp as I made my way back home after our eventful day at the arcade.
I waved goodbye to Lucas who had dropped me off.
The entire evening still lingered in my mind, providing a warm contrast to the chilly evening. It always felt nice to hang out with friends and socialize. Seeing the small change in Lucas was enough to make me feel accomplished.
I walked up to my front door. The previous buzz of excitement was slowly being replaced with a quiet night of relaxation.
But as soon as I stepped inside my house, that anticipation was shattered.
The scene before me was like something out of a nightmare. Empty bottles of alcohol littered the floor, evidence of a chaotic frenzy. The furniture was overturned, and papers and belongings were strewn across the
