Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Resting against the edge of the spring, Olivia caressed Willow's head and flashed a warm smile.

“Good girl.I'll be sleeping for a moment." Willow nodded before pecking her mother's cheek.

Some butterflies danced around them.

If they had a camera, it would have been a scene enchanting enough to be commemorated with a picture.

Olivia was so tired because she had spent several white nights, so she fell asleep by the spring.

Her tress was left flowing over her shoulders.

Without the mask covering her face, her skin appeared crystal clear.

She became prettier than before.

As the good girl she was, Willow didn't disturb Olivia.

Willow was harvesting herbs nearby.

The little animals seemed to like her very much.

little dear, who often visited the place,

day seemed simple

was weak to begin

his eyesight had

difficult to

led Ethan around so that he could familiarize himself with the small room,

the window, they could hear the birds chirping and

down, Sova.Here's a small table.There's water on it.If

her hand

said, you don't have to stay

waved his hand, motioning for Brent

they were alone, Ethan said, "Krystal, you've reached the age of marriage.I hope you can get over me and don't look

I told you that I have someone I love.I will never marry anyone else other than

a long time ago.I know you've been looking for her this whole time.If she loved you, how could she leave

for someone else and

is the last time, Krystal. I've said what I have to say.I don't

Miller, how could you be so blind in love and cruel? Can't you see my genuine feelings for you?

what is so nice about that woman that you can't get over here for so many years.What do you love about

everything about her.Now, leave."

Brent patted Kelvin's shoulder.