In the past few days, Ethan had only slept a few hours each day.

He even went diving to search for Olivia.

Brent had to stop him from going in again when he was exhausted.

"Mr. Miller, you'll kill yourself if this keeps up.

You've been diving non-stop for an entire day." Ethan sat on the deck of the boat.

He had gone into the water several times that day.

His eyes had lost focus and were bloodshot, and his limbs were shaking.

He was at his limit.

"I can still go down." "Mr. Miller, remember the time Mrs.

Miller faked her death? Maybe things aren't as bad as we think they are." At that point in time, Brent didn't have any proof that Olivia was still alive.

But for Ethan's sake, he could only try to provide him with some hope.

hope would be enough for Ethan

started

Liv dead for

finally got a

Ethan had never stopped trying to uncover the truth in the

when he was looking for Olivia, he was looking for

one who knew the truth of what

down Helen, and

she was

herself next to

her head colored the gravestone red, and her body lay lifelessly

snowed heavily

the snow three

already frozen

they had was

a lot of methods to get her to talk, but she kept her mouth

Ethan that she would cut her own

didn't expect the person to be so

used the Black

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