Benjamin's Heirloom Ring

Treasure Village

The soft tendrils of morning sunlight gently permeated Benjamin's room, casting a warm glow through the minute crevices in the window. With a languid stretch, Benjamin gracefully shifted onto his side and gracefully rose from the comfort of his bed, embracing the new day that unfolded before him.

Driven by a sense of purpose, he promptly made his way to the bathroom, where the promise of revitalization awaited him. In the sacred confines of the lavatory, he immersed himself in the rituals of cleansing and rejuvenation, carefully attending to each detail as he readied himself to embark upon the journey that lay beyond the threshold of his dwelling

As if he was not tired at all, Benjamin left Albert's residence in his old sedan.

Last night, he and Valerie arrived home at three fifteen.

Counting, Benjamin had only slept for less than three hours today.

However, his body still felt fit as if he did not do anything tiring last night. In fact, he did not only walk around with Valerie. La