Perhaps spending time with young people really does make one feel younger.

On the drive back, Chelsea found herself smiling unconsciously. By the time she stepped into Rose Garden, her steps felt lighter than usual.

It was late. Apart from the night staff, everyone had already retired. Knowing the house’s poor soundproofing, Chelsea slipped off her heels and walked upstairs barefoot. As she reached the top of the stairs, she noticed a small figure sitting by the door to her room.

Thea had moved out earlier that day, so it could only be Jesse.

But why was she sitting there, asleep?

“Jesse.”

Chelsea walked over and gently patted her shoulder....