After just an hour, Leonel left alone, having driven himself there.

Thoughts of his encounter with Alexis lingered in his mind, prompting him to impulsively head towards the Fowler residence.

The place glowed with bright lights against the night sky.

Sitting in his car parked outside the gate, Leonel sat quietly, smoking and occasionally coughing.

In this city, both he and Alexis resided, yet they lived as if worlds were apart.