That morning, Sheena left the apartment early. She wore a simple outfit, her hair neatly tied back. Julio did not drive her because Sheena wanted to go to Ghana’s company on her own.

“I’m leaving now,” Sheena said while putting on her shoes.

Julio, who was still adjusting his watch, looked over. “You don’t want me to take you?”

Sheena shook her head. “No need. I want to drive myself.”

Julio walked closer. “Be careful on the road.”

Sheena smiled. “I’m not going anywhere far.”

Julio nodded, then kissed Sheena’s forehead briefly. “Let me know when you arrive.”

Sheena raised her hand. “Of course.”

Sheena’s car drove away from the...