Every weekday at 4 p.m., Caroline’s neighbors, Mike and Jill, performed a peculiar ritual that had piqued her curiosity for a decade. One day, she decided to investigate, but what she discovered through the open window was far from what she had imagined.
I’ve lived in this house for ten years and work as a web developer from home. My name is Caroline, and my remote job allows me to work in comfy pajamas all day. My desk is by a large window, offering a prime view of the neighborhood.
Mike and Jill’s daily 4 p.m. routine intrigued me. Mike would arrive in a silver sedan, disappear inside for fifteen minutes, then leave. Curiosity got the better of me one slow Wednesday. Peeking through their window, I saw Mike taking a photo of Jill. They’d been capturing these daily moments for years, a touching testament to their love.
