The car glided smoothly through the streets of Ardmont, heading toward the outskirts of the city. As the scenery shifted from the vibrant greenery and bustling crowds of the metropolis to the more open, expansive fields beyond, I settled into the quiet, letting the stillness take over.
The driver, true to his professional demeanor, didn't speak, and I didn't feel the need to break the silence. Instead, I focused on the passing landscape. The soft hum of the car's engine became background noise as I gazed out of the window, observing the transition from city to countryside.