Steffan placed the big dress box in the trunk of the car, as Racheal got in the passenger seat.

Usually, one of their guards would have done that.

It was nice to experience life as normal people.

She put on her seatbelt, as Steffan climbed into the car.

“How are you feeling?” He glanced at her.

“Fine.” She responded, wondering why he would suddenly ask that.

You have not taken your medication today.” He said, pulling the car out of the building.

“I took them earlier this ...