The last few tears rolled out of Lena's eyes before she was completely dried out again. She looked around the room, feeling more lost than ever, not even hearing the soft music now coming from Chris's bedroom. She carefully tucked her last few items strewn about into her suitcase and zipped it up before just staring at it for awhile. How badly she just wanted to leave right then and there; no tearful goodbyes, no torturing herself. But Chris deserved more than that. She climbed into bed with a mental sigh and stared at the ceiling for awhile, her eyes never changing from purple.