You and Levi are in your shared home, far away from anything you’ve ever known. Paradis is nothing but a memory to you now.

It’s nighttime. You and your husband sit in front of the fireplace together, in which the logs occasionally shuffle from the crack of an ember. You’re both sipping some chamomile in silence.

The night is peaceful, though it carries a weight to it— evident in the slight gloss in your husband’s eyes and his clenched jaw.

You can tell his mind is tormenting him again.