"I don't think I'd be the one getting off the hook," she says with a laugh, but she loops her arms around his shoulders, content in this position for the time being, feeling far more relaxed than she had earlier. "I've already paid for you, remember? My money is gone. So it's you we can't let off the hook."

Just as long as it doesn't end like their previous attempt, with Les bruised and bloodied, April terrified and furious. There's a part of her that's so angry with her family for having done what they've done. They're not even a part of her, she's never spent any significant time with them. Her parents hadn't raise her, they hadn't hold her when she scraped her knee as a child or when she had cried. They're not allowed to be part of her and yet they've come here in their own way, trying to ruin everything.

She kisses Les again, a little harder this time, her arms tighter around him. For the first time in her life, she doesn't want something to fall apart, she doesn't want it to be ruined and she doesn't know how to prevent that.