Where were they headed?

Would they reunite?

“Maggie, what are you Looking at?"

Curious, Bart followed Maggie's gaze to the window, but he saw nothing remarkable.

Maggie snapped back to reality and took a seat, her expression pale.

“Nothing.”

Bart couldn't help but notice that she Looked upset.

“Maggie, what's the matter? Didn't you say you were going to find Sanford?"

Maggie pushed aside her inner turmoil and replied, “Never mind. I won't go searching for him. He must be occupied with something and will return when he's done.

It seemed she must awaken from her beautiful dream.

The happiness she experienced was short-lived, like a fleeting spark.

Meanwhile, Sanford climbed into the car and buckled his seat belt.

Turning to Jaelyn, he asked, “Where do you Live?”

Just as he was about to step out of the private room for a smoke, he caught sight of Jaelyn hailing a taxi.

During rush hour, calling a taxi wasn't easy, especially with the rain pouring down.

So, Sanford decided to ask the waiter for an umbrella and offer Jaelyn a ride back.

“I'm staying at Owmale Hotel," Jaelyn replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sanford paused briefly, then started the car.

He remembered that Jaelyn wasn't from Wragos originally; they used to live together when they were dating.

As the car inched forward, the windshield wipers diligently cleared the raindrops from the window.

A comfortable silence enveloped them. Breaking it, Sanford asked, "What are your plans for the future?”

Jaelyn gazed at the road ahead, feeling a heavy cloud of sadness engulfing her.