The Woman: Please, let me go!

Morning at Smith's Castle. 

Zoe, the woman, is pushing her food trolley carefully. A glass of warm milk, two slices of bread with a spread of fresh peanut butter, plus pieces of fresh fruit served on a white plate.

The bedroom door opened slowly, Zoe pushed the trolley carefully. But still, the sound of plates and glasses vibrating was heard, although it sounded low.

Zoe put her food trolley right on the edge of the bed. She walked towards the bedroom window and slightly lifted the window curtain. Let the day provide adequate lighting in the room.

"Hmm...?"

Zoe muttered very quietly. She looked towards the window outside the room. And saw her husband Raymond in the backyard, which was indeed the view from behind the window.

The reflection of the water from the lake near Smith's castle also looks very beautiful, a bright blue color with some cloud shadows that are reflected and looks charming.