Chapter 68

• The car moved smoothly down the road, the city outside a blur of colors and motion. Ken sat by the window, his eyes focused on the world outside. The busy streets and people rushing by felt both familiar and strange to him. He was lost in a mix of unclear memories, pieces of a past he couldn't fully understand.
• Cynthia sat next to him, her presence a comforting support in his confusion. She spoke softly, trying to get him to talk.
• "How are you feeling, Ken?" she asked, her voice breaking the silence in the car.