Daniella was putting the last of the clothes in the washing machine for later when she heard a knock on the door. She doesn't need any prophet to tell her who was knocking. This was all she had been waiting for. Home alone with her boyfriend. She had been waiting for him ever since Desmond stepped out of the house.

She walked to the door and pulled the door open. She wasn't disappointed. Her boyfriend, Leonard, was standing with a broad smile on his face. He was carrying his traveling bag and ...