When they finally arrived home, Vanessa let out a sigh of relief as she stepped inside. She wasted no time heading to the living room and sinking into the couch, kicking off her shoes as she made herself comfortable.

"I’m done pretending for now. That hospital was draining. At least here, I don’t have to fake it all the time." She said and Sylvester smiled faintly, watching her settle in.

"Well, you deserve a break after all that effort." He said.

"Do we have food in the fridge?" She asked.

"I don't think so." Sylvester replied. "We need to cook something."

"Cook? I’m not doing anything today. Call Anabel. Tell...