A love confession?

Lucas immediately pursued Charlotte, disregarding Monica's presence. He called out to her from behind, but she paid no attention, consumed by anger.

As Charlotte approached the entrance, Lucas grasped her hand, halting her. "Let go of me, Lucas!" she shouted, avoiding his gaze as her eyes welled up with tears.

"Charlotte, please calm down and listen to me," Lucas pleaded, pulling her close so she could no longer avoid his gaze. "I brought you here, allow me to take you home."

Despite his grip, Charlotte continued to resist, "Let me go! I have no desire to hear anything you have to say," Charlotte fought against his grasp.

"Then at least let me take you home," Lucas insisted, still holding her hands. Their eyes met for a moment, and Lucas noticed the tears welling in hers. He tried to wipe them away, but Charlotte pushed his hands away.

"Don't touch me!" she choked out. "So all your kind gestures were just out of pity for me?" she accused.

"Charlotte, what are you talking about? Don't