~At Jessica's Mansion~
The evening sun cast a golden glow over the horizon, painting the sky in soft hues of orange and golden. A gentle breeze whispered through the perfectly manicured lawn, carrying the faint fragrance of blooming flowers. The entire scene exuded a quiet elegance and serenity, which is in a stark contrast to the chaos and tension of their daily lives.
Davis sat in his electric wheelchair, moving it effortlessly with subtle control, while Jessica walked beside him. It was a rare moment of tranquility, away from the demands of the day, a moment of refreshing solitude —a rare moment of peace.
"This place is usually beautiful at sunset," Jessica mused aloud, her gaze sweeping over the landscape. "The gardeners make sure everything stays perfect."
