June.
Glacier.
On the cold icy surface, a sudden gust of wind begins to blow.
Slowly, cracks begin to form.
"Bang!"
A soft bang echoes, and the vast white glacier is swept up in a gust of wind.
In the raging storm, a whirlpool slowly forms.
It's at this moment.
A gap opens in the ice layer.
Several figures appear simultaneously.
"Whoosh!"
The gust of wind abruptly rises and disappears.
The gap closes as well.
White hair fluttering, an unrivaled and handsome face is revealed.
He is supporting a stunning young woman with a hint of fierceness in her demeanor.
"Going home like this might not be a good look. Chloe, I need to take a trip to Western Europe."
Len Hawthorne lowers his gaze at his white hair, looking somewhat troubled.
Chloe Stephens nods: "I also need to take a trip to Thompson County church."
Hawthorne raises his hand and touches Chloe's face: "If it's painful, then it's for the best."