Rebecca didn’t tell Serena where they were going.

She only said, “Come with me. I need air.”

They ended up at a small boutique garden on the quieter side of the city tucked away from traffic, hidden behind tall hedges and stone paths. It wasn’t crowded. Just the sound of water trickling somewhere nearby and the faint rustle of leaves overhead.

Serena smiled as they walked in. “This place is beautiful.”

“I know,” Rebecca said softly. “I come here when my head feels too full.”

They sat on a wooden bench beneath a flowering tree. For a moment, neither of them spoke. Rebecca stared ahead, hands folded neatly in her...