Chapter 71: A Look In A Different Life
In a cozy, mid-income house, a man was whistling a happy tune as he cooked a meal in the kitchen.
The aroma of sizzling vegetables and savory spices filled the air, making the space feel warm and inviting.
If Damon had been there, he would have recognized the man as the cab driver he had spoken to one night.
The man's face lit up with a happy smile as he stood in front of the sink, gazing out the window at the night sky.
The kitchen lights reflected off the windowpane, casting a warm glow on the man's face.
His eyes, a deep brown, sparkled with a mix of happiness and concern.
As he stirred the pot, his expression changed, and a look of pain reflected on his face.
He muttered to himself, "Where are you Eddie?" His voice was low and worried, and his eyes seemed to cloud over with concern.
The man's hands moved mechanically, stirring the pot, as his mind wandered.