A cold breeze swept through.

The wind snapped him out of his reverie and scattered his intense feelings.

Raphael, what are you up to? He thought.

He stepped back and leaned against his black Land Rover in frustration.

His hands shaking, he pulled out a cigarette pack, hoping to smoke and calm his nerves.

Just then, the gates of Evans Gardon swung open and a white Maserati rolled out.

It had to be Olivia.

Olivia had arrived in Czanch the night before.

She planned to buy gifts for her family members here she hadn’t seen for a while, so she left early in the morning.

As her car exited the gates, she noticed Raphael and his car.

Dressed in a black suit, he leaned against the vehicle, smoking quietly.

Olivia’s eyes stung as she gazed at him.

she could gather her thoughts, the

gripped the steering wheel tightly

she seemed to regain

unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out of the

approached Raphael and asked, “What are you doing

cigarette and looked

meet hers,

and said, “I was very young when I

break up and that

you’re saying you want to marry because you’re expected

It isn’t wrong, really.

But…”

Raphael’s gaze deepened.

say that if he had known the truth, how could she assume he wouldn’t still choose to be with

did she make that

But he didn’t continue.

were no ‘ifs’ in

shaped by endless

long ago, and now it was

mist,

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