After her classes, Jenny had stayed late at the school building, dedicating extra hours to grading papers. Her commitment to her students’ education was unwavering, but it often meant long, exhausting days. By the time she was ready to leave, the sun had already set. Her stomach rumbled with hunger, and her body ached for rest. She had quickly changed into nicer clothes in the school’s restroom, as she was in a hurry for a dinner date at her own place.
As she drove home, navigating the quiet streets, her mind was a mix of fatigue and satisfaction from the day’s achievements. Little did she know that the calm of her routine life was about to be disrupted. The serene start to her day, filled with the soft morning light and the anticipation of teaching, seemed a world away from the situation she found herself in now.