Zoe drifted in and out of sleep, sensing something approaching. The looming presence made it difficult for her to breathe.

In a daze, she tilted her head towards the car window, instinctively trying to pull the blanket tighter around her. But instead of fabric, her hand grasped the sleeve of a coat.

It was then that she faintly realized she wasn't in bed, uncovered, nor lying flat.

The sudden awareness hit her like a jolt, dispelling her drowsiness in an instant. Almost as if she had been snapped awake, she sat up straight.

Ever since learning of the divorce decree earlier that day, a tension had coiled inside her mind,...