Everly sat on a picnic blanket in the mansion's massive garden, relaxing in the warmth of the early morning sun. The garden was alive as always, with the beautiful flowers and the gentle rustling of leaves. Fluffy, the little kitten, was darting around, pouncing on imaginary prey and chasing butterflies, making Everly chuckle as she sipped her tea.
Ivan sat on a bench nearby, reading a book while also watching both Everly and Fluffy. It was one of the days he got to relax without having to worry about anything.
Spending quality time like this with Everly was something he always wanted to do, but that moment was short-lived when a distant voice disrupted the peaceful atmosphere.
