Giselle had been cooped up in her apartment for days, the bliss of solitude quickly souring into sheer boredom.

Megan had gone out for a work meeting, leaving Giselle alone in the apartment.

Gazing out the window at the bright, cheerful sunlight, Giselle felt a pang of melancholy.

A spark of spontaneity struck her.

Rifling through her vanity, Giselle unearthed a gauzy silk scarf and a pair of opaque sunglasses, wrapping her features into anonymity. Yet, feeling ...