"Liv." Everly rubbed her eyes. She kept seeing things these days.

By the time she got herself together, Olivia's silhouette had vanished from her sight.

Everly deemed it a mere delusion.

Helplessly, she shook her head and joined the crowd with the umbrella.

A piece of paper fell off the ribs of the umbrella. She grabbed it.

The familiar handwriting read, "Take care".

It was a simple blessing. Judging from the messy handwriting, she could tell it was written in a rush.

Everly covered her face with the umbrella. A grin appeared on her tear-stricken face.

She thought, "Olivia is still alive. She's using her way to ensure that she's still alive."

She was clever enough to know that Olivia wasn't in a situation to contact her.

That was why Olivia told her that she was still alive via this method.

Now that she was aware that Olivia was safe and sound, a wave of relief washed over Everly.

She held the paper tightly as if it were a treasure, fearing that she might lose it.

Now