In Juliette’s line of occupation, other than being a model, it involved taking the pain of the person she protects and put it upon herself. Of course, she had endured a lot worse and barely batted an eye at weight upon her shoulders. She was supposed to be the relief in that person’s life, and that person was Jake. “Of course I came to visit,” she cooed. “I love seeing you two.” As she passed by Alicia, she lightly grazed her hand over her shoulder, then proceeded to sit by Jake on his bed. The way she moved was almost effortless, beyond graceful, like a cloud drifting in the wind.