A long silence followed. Lorian put down the car keys again. He washed Lola's bottom and reapplied the ointment. Then, he gently patted her tiny bum. However, his words were directed at Tegan.

"Two hours at most."

Tegan didn’t stop Lorian this time. She got out of bed and slowly walked to the window. The pitch-black night was still drenched in heavy rain as if it would never end.

Tegan's pale fingers lightly touched the cold glass, and she softly murmured for Lorian to be careful. Her voice was so faint, but he heard it. Then, he slipped on a thin black raincoat.

Moments later, Tegan stood by the window and saw Lorian's figure appear by the car downstairs. She quietly watched him.

Lorian was about to open the car door, but he seemed to sense her gaze. He paused and held the car door before he looked up at her. The rain drenched his coat, but he didn’t care at all.

Lorian stared at Tegan through the curtain of rain. He looked at her hazy figure and blurred expression. He