Was that Claire's voice?

I stopped in my tracks, my heart tightening.

That sound was unmistakable—breathless, intimate, and laced with soft moans. Iy wasn't imagining this.

But wasn't Claire supposed to be resting at home? Why would she be—here?

A disturbing thought crossed my mind. Could she and Vincent be looking for thrills in the park—?

Holding my breath, I stepped forward carefully.

Through the gaps between the trees, I spotted two figures ...