How do I get home?

Perhaps it was Angel's words that made Patricia take a step back, or maybe it was the realization of how she had reached a point where she had considered jumping off a bridge. Either way, for the first time, she wanted to make things right. It might be a little too late, but she wanted to try. 

"I want to go home." 

Patricia stood in front of Mylo, who was casually seated on the couch in the living room. 

Mylo didn't budge, continuing to flip through the pages of a magazine. 

"I'm not going to throw threats this time," Patricia whispered, her eyes fixed on him. "I just want to go home." 

This time, Mylo lifted his gaze to her but remained silent. 

Patricia cleared her throat and raised her chin. "I understand the consequences of going home," she said. "You won't be liable for anything that happens to me. So, I won't expect you to watch my back in case I need rescuing. Just let me go home." 

Still, Mylo didn't respond.