Olivia took it easy for two more days. As long as her phone was on, Chris' messages would keep coming in, so she turned it off.

She lay in the soft and spacious bed as she looked at the horizon.

Although the island was a great place, she kept thinking of Ethan's words. She wondered when he would come and take her back to the city. She was eager to go back.

She had time to wait, but the same couldn't be said for Jeff. It was almost time for his operation. She called Ethan again.

"What's wrong?" Ethan sounded tired.

"I want to go back now, Ethan."

"Give me some time. I'll come get you myself."

"But … I want to go back now."

"I need some more time." Ethan couldn't let her know what he was doing. He could only guarantee her safety after he cleared out all the threats in the city.

"But if there's something you have to do, you can tell me," Ethan said patiently.

Olivia didn't want too many people to know about Jeff's condition, so she didn't tell him.

"It's nothing. I'm just