Sighing softly, Annabelle nodded in agreement. "Alright. Let's go," she said, trying to keep her voice steady for Karen's sake. She reached for his hand as they made their way toward the door, Alex and Edwards following close behind.
As they stepped outside, the sun was beginning to set, casting a soft orange glow over the driveway. The air was cool, but the unease in Annabelle's chest made her feel warmer than she would have liked. The sound of their footsteps echoed in the quiet evening as they headed toward the garage where their cars were parked.
Edwards, ever the thoughtful one, turned to Annabelle as they approached the cars. "I'd love you and Karen to take my car to your place," he suggested, his voice gentle but firm. He intends to bond with Annabelle at any slightest opportunity.
