Zoe and Arthur walked to the parking lot in silence.

“Do you have any preference for a place?” Arthur asked, his voice calm, but charged with expectation.

Zoe hesitated. Her eyes wandered across the pavilion’s parking lot, as if searching for an invisible escape route. She took a deep breath, then answered neutrally:

“As long as it’s private… no.”

Arthur nodded slightly. He said nothing more. He simply turned his wheelchair toward the adapted car waiting for him. Zoe followed in silence, not al