The sun began to set as Lucas sat in the back seat of his car.
He stared out the window while Gabriel drove him home.
The day had been long, exhausting, and filled with uncertainty.
After his meeting with the doctor, Lucas had gone to the office to clear his head, but nothing had felt right.
Now, as they made their way back to the mansion, Lucas found himself slipping deeper into his thoughts, the hum of the engine barely registering in his ears.
His legs, as usual, lay motionless, a constant reminder of what he had lost.
Suddenly, the car jerked violently to the side as a motorcyclist crossed dangerously close.
The screech of tires filled the air as Gabriel slammed on the brakes, sending Lucas's body lurching forward, straining against the seatbelt.
His mind spun for a brief second, and then—
A flash.
In his mind, Lucas saw himself tossing a stack of documents onto a bed.
