In front of a pool which had lights illuminating from each sides of it's ends and angles sat a man on a white mounted bench, a wine glass in his hand.
The bright coloured lights of the lamps on each of their posts casting a fine hue to his charming face, the cold breeze grazing through his white hair which was let down.
His eyes were focused on the twinkling stars in the night sky while he sipped from his glass feeling the liquid run down his throat.
He shut his eyes resting his head behind him whilst letting himself enjoy the surreal silence when suddenly, his ears caught a sound from afar and his eyes shot open.
Looking to his right, he frowned at the sight of the woman who had gotten out of the house and when he saw her heading out, he immediately got up.
Where was she going.
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