Gentle sunlight shone in through the window. Ethan had his back to the light, and the sunlight coated him with a gentle golden glow.

His firm features appeared much gentler as well. He sat there quietly, and tiny dust particles danced around him.

At that moment, it seemed like they had gone back in time to when they first met each other.

In just a few years, they could no longer return to who they once were.

Long silence replaced their rare greetings. Ethan wasn't confident at all.

"Did you remember everything?"

"Yes."

Olivia's expression had changed. It was resolute and cold. She spoke up straight away.

"Ethan. If you still have the tiniest shred of conscience left, let me go."

A bitter and exasperated smile appeared on Ethan's lips. As expected, after she regained her memories, the first thing she wanted was to get away from him.

"Liv, I know that you hate me. But your body is not in a good condition right now.

It's not that I don't want to let you go, but I simply can't