Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Ethan knew what Krystal was up to very well. He had noticed it since Tatiana offered him the glass of wine.

He deemed it disdainful. Although it was a simple yet effective method, he thought that it was humiliating for someone like Krystal to do that.

She had her own calculations, and he had his own plan.

He stopped in his tracks after following her for a while.

She looked at him. “What’s wrong?”

“I think I left my phone on the couch. You should get back to your room. I’ll go look for you later.”

“What if you don’t come?” Obviously, Krystal wasn’t willing to let that happen.

Ethan questioned back, “Do you think that I won’t go look for you when you have clues about Liv? She’s everything to me.”

Even though it hurt her to hear him say that, Krystal was assured that he would come later. ‘TH wait for you in the room, then.”

Ethan hummed in response and turned away to leave.

His nether regions were slightly burning, indicating that the drug was kicking in.

concern because he had a way to solve

she thought that Ethan was going to come in a while. She hurried back to her room to change into something

she was afraid that

contemplation, she turned off

the help of the darkness and the drug, she bet Ethan wouldn’t be able to rein in his urges, especially if he

the morning sun rose,

that possibility elicited a smile on her

day had finally

vehement emotions almost brought

her one-sided crush journey, she

a flower was going to

in silence. She even left the door ajar so that Ethan could enter

she felt her body

“What’s happening to me?

kind of experience, fear and excitement intertwined in

incoming footsteps and thought that Ethan

sprang up

the room and closed the door, she hugged him from behind. “Ethan, do you know how long I’ve been