Tricia had been complaining about a headache all morning. I kept telling her to rest, but she insisted she was fine, brushing it off like it was just a whisper in the wind. After a while, I suggested we grab something to eat, hoping some early lunch might help ease the tension pounding in her head.

She agreed with a weak smile, and we got dressed and headed to the restaurant nearby.

At the Restaurant...

Jayden strolled in first, tall and confident like he owned the place. The waiter ...