The morning air was cool and crisp with the sweet scent of damp earth. Gail kicked lazily at a gravel along the path to the garden. William would probably lose his shit if he found out she was loitering about his fortress like this. But she couldn't bear to look at his rigid and bland walls anymore.

Besides, the past days have stretched her endurance thin, with the whole medical procedures and whatnot. She needed to feel the cool air on her face, and the wet ground under her totally bare ...