Lillian's eyes were filled with indescribable disappointment, loss, or perhaps a deep sting. She staggered on the spot and almost fell.
Undoubtedly, she was still unable to accept that those she considered good friends had suddenly become strangers and were even ready to take advantage of her and laugh at her misfortune.
"You rest here for a while, I'll handle this."
Howard, with a touch of sympathy, gently kissed Lillian on the forehead, then helped her to the entrance of the alley.
At this distance, she should not be able to hear any sounds from the direction of the camper, and the area was relatively safe for a short stay without danger.
Only then did Howard return alone to the camp.
He could deeply understand Lillian's feelings. Since his parents had passed away, he had also been reclusive for a long time.
If not for the companionship and advice of good friends, he doubted he could have emerged from that dark period.