Madeline looked at Ryan’s hand that was outstretched toward her and looked away indifferently.

She looked toward the landmark building in the direction of Glendale, missing in her heart her home and the people she cared about the most.

Seeing that Madeline was ignoring him, Ryan stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

"Even if you don't want to, you still have to do it at least once."

"..."

Just as Madeline was about to struggle, Ryan had already forcibly pulled her and moved to the other side of the island.

The night sea breeze carried with it layers upon layers of coolness while the waves crashing against the coast sounded.

"Ryan, let me go,” Madeline ordered firmly.

Ryan pretended not to have heard her. He pulled Madeline as he walked straight forward and only after a while did he stop.

Madeline took the opportunity to break free from his hand. Just as she was about to turn around and walk away, she heard Ryan open his mouth to say,