Nikki walks toward her front door, keys already in hand, her mind drifting to thoughts of what to make for dinner.
Then she stops.
Mid-step. Keys frozen in her grasp. Something shifts behind her eyes - a strange pull, like a thread being tugged somewhere deep inside her chest.
Several seconds pass in complete stillness.
Slowly... deliberately... she turns around.
The dim porch light catches her face. Her expression is unreadable at first - confusion, maybe. Or something else. Something new. Her gaze locks onto Bear's car with an intensity that wasn't there moments ago.
She doesn't move. Doesn't blink. Just stares.
*Bear... why are you still here?