“I haven't made up my mind yet. Maybe I'll go abroad again.” Sanford sensed the melancholy in her tone, his grip on the steering wheel tightening reflexively.

A somber atmosphere settled between them as they continued their journey in silence. Eventually, Sanford pulled up to the hotel gate, bringing the car to a stop.

“Here we are," he announced softly.

Jaelyn unfastened her seat belt and glanced at him from the corner of her eye. Suddenly, an impulse took hold of her, and she leaned over, enveloping him in a heartfelt embrace.

"Sanford, I miss you so much. Can't we turn back time?" she pleaded, her longing evident in her voice.