On the penthouse terrace, just before Khane left, Olivia stood there wearing a scarf, gazing at the dark sky. Her heart was racing with worry about the fight her lover was about to face.
There were many possibilities of what could happen during the battle. Olivia didn't want to think about the terrifying outcomes. Her lover was trying his best to survive and win.
"Hah… I hope what I fear never happens there. Wounds on the body can heal, but I'm not ready for an eternal one. I don't want to hear just his name when he returns. I want his soul and body in front of me when it's all over," Olivia whispered, unable to think of the worst-case scenario.
Moments later, Khane appeared beside Olivia. He draped a warm jacket over her shoulders and gently kissed her forehead. "Why are you out here alone, darling?"