"Has anyone noticed the time has begun to flow ?"

Awakening in his familiar bedroom, Jonathan stared at the ceiling for a while. Streetlights glowed through the curtain's gaps.

Bone-deep exhaustion swept over him. This week had been truly exhausting, each week was, dealing with many things, resolving many crises... but fortunately, he had already gained some freedom now, with more flexibility despite lingering threats. Things trended well.

His phone buzzed.

"Hello?"

"Jonathan…" Diema's voice was kept low as if she didn't want to wake her sleeping parents, her tone hesitant, "I'm sorry if I woke you, I just..."

"No, I'm up. It's me"

The suspicions deep within Diema's heart were finally confirmed. She sat on her bed and let out a huge sigh of relief, her tense shoulders relaxed, she covered her mouth, her fingers slightly trembling.

"I know there must be a reason for you doing this," Diema said with a choked voice.