47.

Jennifer was sitting in a taxi, gazing out of the passenger seat window. The busy road was filled with vehicles heading towards their respective destinations, back to their homes. The sky's tint indicated the fading twilight, soon to be replaced by the darkness of night. Just like Jennifer's heart, shrouded in darkness.

The car continued at a moderate pace towards the address Jennifer had given. She was lost in thought, with vacant eyes, unaware that the taxi had already arrived in front of her house.

"Miss."

"Miss."

"Miss." The taxi driver called her name three times.

"Yes, sir," Jennifer replied, snapped out of her reverie.

"We've arrived at your...