One sunny morning, Draymond sat on the couch in the living room, taking in the view of the garden. The gentle rustle of leaves and the sweet melodies of birds reached his ears. Away from the bustling noise of the city, it was comforting to hear the calming hum of insects and feel the gentle touch of the wind on his skin.
Draymond took a deep breath when he realized something. Something positive came out after that life-and-death accident he had been involved in. He learned how beautiful the world is, and he noticed that he started to control his anxiety slowly. He had a big hope that he could finally conquer it.
Meanwhile, Grandma Martha was busy arranging flowers she had plucked from her garden. She displayed them in an antique vase she had purchased a decade ago, as far back as her memory could recall. Her eyes suddenly landed on Draymond, who was seated on the couch in the living room.