Chapter - 238
Rick's hands gripped the steering wheel of his Range Rover tightly as he drove down the empty road, leaving his home behind. The expression on his face was serious, his eyes fixed straight ahead as the landscape blurred past him. He was on his way back to Willowbrook, and his mind was racing with thoughts about the events that had just transpired.
A flashback scene unfolded in his mind, taking him back to the breakfast table where it all began.
[Flashback]
Rick's father returned from the kitchen carrying a jug of freshly made watermelon juice. He placed it on the table and carefully poured a glass for Rick, his movements deliberate and measured. The silence between them was palpable, with Jemimah watching the interaction closely.
"Here you go, Rick," Rick's father said, setting the glass down in front of his son. "Your favourite."
