Lucy lies on the bed carrying out her work, but her gaze drifts blankly towards the ceiling as she becomes lost in her own world. In her daydream, she casually strolls through the streets, pushing her daughter in a wheelchair, both enjoying their time together. Suddenly, she sees herself happily pushing her daughter on a swing in the park, immersed in their joyous moment, only to realise that the wheelchair she had been pushing was empty. Lucy snaps back to reality on her bed, still staring at the ceiling. However, a twinkle in the stars above and a faint smile on her lips hint at a fleeting moment of contentment.