Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

The two of them were entangled on the floor.

Ethan, who was in disarray, struggled to get up.

He only made his condition worse.

He used to be a calm and composed man, but he lost his cool when it came to Olivia.

The more cautious he was, the more it made matters worse.

"Don't move.

I'll handle it," Olivia said resignedly.

She understood how he felt.

When she found out she didn't have long to live, she was also depressed for some time.

She even considered suicide.

No one would be able to take it if they were suddenly thrust into such a situation.

Olivia calmed him down to prevent him from making matters worse.

Then, she brought him some dry clothes.

"There's a shirt and a pair of pants.

Can you change into them yourself?" "T can, but I can't tell the front from the back." “Never mind.

I'll do it for you." It wasn't the first time she had seen his body.

Olivia didn't care anymore.

tie on his waist

back was

were the ones he got from saving

could still remember everything that

shocked that so many years

Time was indeed terrifying.

wiped his face and body

her to do whatever

that never would

was a

used to doing

hidden at the beginning of their

so close, but she didn't know

only feel that he was actually there with

was completely different

Ethan was basically offering her his heart,

had helped him shave in the past

was some stubble on his chin, and his

he had a more rugged look to

the

roughly see

as gentle as the moonlight that

reached out and touched her

lips, he murmured, "Liv ..." The moonlight shone on them

The atmosphere was perfect.

into his embrace after he