Sasha didn't want to go either. She had long since forgotten about her mother's many warnings to be careful out alone on the beach at night like that. She had forgotten her sister still waiting for her in the car and probably turned into a snowman by now. She forgot about the time and that she had to get up early the next day for school. All she could think of was the time she was spending with Nico just the two of them. "I'm sure it'll get better, Nico." At least she had to believe things would get better. They wouldn't always be this bad, would they?
For some reason, the walk back felt shorter than the walk over. They hadn't walked far. It had just seemed to take longer on the way over. Maybe they were just cold and wanted to get there faster. Maybe she just wanted to stay with him forever despite the cold, yet time had a funny way of taking moments like these away. "It's okay, but if you want, you can call me when you get home. We can talk about whatever, and you don't have to worry about your brothers for a little bit." She held onto him, knowing the time to let go was approaching.